the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
четверг, 14 мая 2015
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
среда, 13 мая 2015
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
вторник, 12 мая 2015
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
понедельник, 11 мая 2015
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“When you choose to be a poet,
when you choose to spill like this,
bleed like this, cry like this,
your pain becomes an exhibit.
A place for people to walk through
and then leave when they are ready.
No one ever asks a museum if it’s okay.”
— Rudy Francisco, “Museum”
when you choose to spill like this,
bleed like this, cry like this,
your pain becomes an exhibit.
A place for people to walk through
and then leave when they are ready.
No one ever asks a museum if it’s okay.”
— Rudy Francisco, “Museum”
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
пятница, 08 мая 2015
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
“i. her name is WAR. once upon a time, her voice
was the sound of bayonets, of cavalry - now,
it’s a whisper in the right ear, hesitant fingers
pulling a very different trigger.
ii. her name is FAMINE. children hold out their hands
and beg for scraps while her belly grows full and round,
never starved but never satisfied -
would you like fries with that?
iii. her name is PESTILENCE. she sits alone
at hospital bedsides, silent amid the frantic beeping
of IV monitors and life support machines,
cold hands soothing against clammy skin.
iv. her name is DEATH. these days, she drives
a burnt-out red mustang and looks
like the faces of everyone you used to know, and
she’s hungry. her teeth shine in the darkness. god, she’s hungry.”
— the four horsewomen of the modern apocalypse | m.c.p
was the sound of bayonets, of cavalry - now,
it’s a whisper in the right ear, hesitant fingers
pulling a very different trigger.
ii. her name is FAMINE. children hold out their hands
and beg for scraps while her belly grows full and round,
never starved but never satisfied -
would you like fries with that?
iii. her name is PESTILENCE. she sits alone
at hospital bedsides, silent amid the frantic beeping
of IV monitors and life support machines,
cold hands soothing against clammy skin.
iv. her name is DEATH. these days, she drives
a burnt-out red mustang and looks
like the faces of everyone you used to know, and
she’s hungry. her teeth shine in the darkness. god, she’s hungry.”
— the four horsewomen of the modern apocalypse | m.c.p
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
четверг, 07 мая 2015
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
the anti-heroine of an era of bathtub gin, organized crime, and jazz, clouded in the smoke of fired guns and cigarettes.
