an enemy to tyrants

The fact of his pulse,
the way he pulled his body in, out of shyness or shame or a desire
      not to disturb the air around him.
Everyone could see the way his muscles worked,
                                     the way we look like animals,
                                                                    his skin barely keeping him inside.

Richard Siken, Crush / Little Beast. [4]

He grips her arm and wrenches her back. “I didn’t say you could leave!”

Hades doesn’t see the slap coming until her long nails scratch his skin. His eyes are dark and angry, but he does nothing, doesn’t even cradle his cheek sheepishly. Persephone is furious and she loves him and what has he done. This is impossibly cruel. Is this the man she lies beside in the afterglow, threads fingers with when they walk?

“I can’t look at you. I can’t look at you,” she sobs and buries her face in her hands. He steps closer and, when she doesn’t move away, takes her gently into his arms. She still won’t look up at him, but his arms around her are still a comfort and she hates that it is.

“Don’t do this to me,” he breathes against her hair. “Don’t turn away from me. You’re the only thing I have left.”

A sweet ache curls in her heart at his words, but Persephone does not want it there. She tries to focus on her anger, on the something other that burns fierce and bright in her chest, but she doesn’t want to. She wants him.



Atonement (2007) dir. Joe Wright

Actor Roberto Benigni and director Federico Fellini on the set of La Voce della Luna

I call it the “Cloud Atlas Sextet”


Dream a Little Dream

Vogue UK, October 2013
ph. Venetia Scott
model: Georgia May Jagger


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I knowed love was here to stay when she told me to—

Paris Street; Rainy Day (1877), Gustave Caillebotte / Walk This Way, Aerosmith feat. Run DMC


kevin russ

Bad Religion
Frank Ocean


this unrequited love,
to me it’s nothing but a one-man cult,
and cyanide in my styrofoam cup.


Inka & Niclas - Watching Humans Watching, 2008-10

Human experience lives in the supranatural space between solid realities and phantasmic imaginings. Mind and eye vie, play, and ultimately blur as matter turns to memory, and memory affects encounters. These are the transformative moments when fantasy magics the tangible into the metaphysical.

A surprise of great beauty; an exhilarating, fearful moment; rapt awe; and a happy conversation between a human and nature is revealed in sweeping tableaus, lush color fields, and small, but undeniably engaged individuals, couples, and groups. Whether deeply involved in the conversation, or expectant that it will happen, the subjects bare a desire for this connection.

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