Monday, July 18, 2011

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



Sunday, July 17, 2011

F L U S H .


PHOTOS- THE FEMALE ZOO

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Monday, July 4, 2011

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