Wednesday, March 30, 2011

TRANQUILITY BEYOND WORDS.

What your sleep brings to you.
I would have to understand.

TEXT & PHOTO - THE FEMALE ZOO


Monday, March 28, 2011

Sunday, March 27, 2011

HOMME FATAL.



She was found-
Like she had been digested through mystery.

She was seen-
Like she had been born- and reborn making love to rebirth.

She was heard-
As if she was the immaculate voice of feeling.

She was felt-
As if opium had turned her into a rose petal dipped in sour milk.

She was tasted-

Like when you use to hold her legs open upon the moonlight.

She was smelt-
As if she had laid her naked hands across the whole city.

She lasted-

As if she sewed herself to you.


TEXT- THE FEMALE ZOO



Friday, March 25, 2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

FEEL CYCLICALITY.


||TOMORROW EVENING||





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18:00-21:00

|| Degree Art Gallery ||
12A Vyner Street
London E2 9DG

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Friday, March 11, 2011

HER STAND OF HAIR.


There still might be a moment.
A chance she might know how to protect-
A scent of a secret that might destroy.

Placed among savage caressing-
The exhausted may collapse.

Stay there with her-
For the first time she might not feel the clock.

A woman
ashamed
might not have much hair left-

No time - long enough after

-

She might have hurt him deeply.


TEXT - THE FEMALE ZOO