TANGLED SOLITUDE.

How could I have been so oblivious-

Licking off my body taste, the summer days

had more sunlight at night.

Habitual rhythms of feeling alive-

oh, if only you could understand.

If only I could realize-

the moaning sounds of a deep dive.

Love me, fill me in with the depth of your eyes.

Elevate my senses towards a better place where my body meets a full sunrise.

Help me overcome this longing of time.

Golden noir , you fall so quickly down my hands.

But at the same time your overpowering density begins to take over my body.

Beginning to carry a dense shine of memory,

growing-

growing to reach my floors once again.

This time you grip on me tight-

blinding me giving me tangled solitude all throughout the night.

TEXT & PHOTO - THE FEMALE ZOO

F L U S H .

PHOTOS- THE FEMALE ZOO

SOMETHING TO REMEMBER MYSELF BY.

THE FEMALE ZOO

STRANGER YOUR HANDS ARE WELCOME.

From the perspective of the bed your hands looked so close-

to mine.

I could feel the friction in between my fingers

as if inside of you lay a thousand sheets-

of softness.

From the horizon, the wind you blew-

past my neck-

that of an oceans strange breeze

which invites you to currents of -

nausea.

Holding my eyes back towards the darkness of the room-

the light that crept in and exposed passing

by the cracks and ripples of my hair.

TEXT - THE FEMALE ZOO