Showing posts with label boots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boots. Show all posts

Thursday, October 15, 2009

facile disjunction








slipknot sorrys,
five year old actions,
frightening burgers,
hippie park sundays,
bleeding heads,
and gorgeous movement










stealing basquiat,
breaking brushes,
pink demons,
tacky taxidermy,
killer handmates,
and being young










beer antics,
crowded roofs,
sleezy gentlemen,
window hoppers,
peace sign puke,
and stupid spadina










hopping mattresses,
animated falls,
mushaboom thoughts,
american uniforms,
miniature land,
and intense hairknots











spicy edibles,
stale wine,
horrifying clubs,
grumpy photographers,
sleeping beauties,
and east evacuation












hobo spots,
bicycle crashes,
irrational cans,
matrix shades,
and 30 ft drops







Photos by Laura-Lynn Petrick
Taken with a Yashica Fx-3
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Friday, December 12, 2008

simultaneous living

lecture anarchy,
chunks of change,
messy corners,
cough medicine romance,
decorated walls and paper snowflakes.






masked individuals,
snowball frighteners,
frying pan philanthropy,
oblique office hours,
and hot dr. pepper.







filled dishware,
last years holidays,
and homeward bound












musical suggestion for the holidays
the london calling of tess parks
bedroom sounds, multiple talents,
and of the moment spectacularity.


lyrical enthrallment
and a pretty songstress

myspace.com/tessnormaparks

 
 
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