Nov
26th
Fri
26th
GUTTERS OF NEW YORK or QUITTING
“That slimy cunt
you fucked”,
she calls her,And I ask her
not to
say it so violently, the
smoke pouring
from my nostrils
like the scent of her hair,
red strands of it,
billowing and dispersing
upward.(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)
I am hugely fond of text written on flesh.
The entirely gorgeous Katelan has posted a bit more about this stunning project on her site.
(Source: callmebalthazar, via katelanfoisy)