there’s two of us four, if you count our reflections . . Brian Bradley · D.R.E.A.M. photo / via morin.tumblr.com
Tag Archives: minimal
BvRTH | Bluiett
I moan a weird prayer for peace after all we deserve a new start We were here & looked right into the sun photo / Sumyko writing / FRANK SHERLOCK
Live Footage | Gold Pot
The flashes of the explosions are close enough to touch if you wanted to burn your fingers on the sky, and the glare rocks our shadows back against the brick, as if chaos snapped our pictures in the dark. photo / 美撒郭 writing / BILL ZAVATSKY
The Dreamless Sleep |Wounded Ocean (feat. Britt Warner)
I couldn’t answer you. Still. My lips moved at you silently. They offered words you never heard. writing / ELENA MINOR
Replicåh | Kinetic Love
everything has fallen apart – or maybe together, but it feels like a wreck I can’t bear to leave. I always go into the snake pit when I know full well the creature is full of poison even when it sleeps. photo / Yvone Shee
Smok-Mon | Ensam
Fresh are the berries that we use to pick, from our daydream valleys. Filled with pauses and short breaths, when we roll in the dusty paths. photo / Piero Donadeo writing / Kendall Hill
DOMICIDRE | Barrier Reef
I pray the time passes quickly. For I know, like we all do, that the sun must rise again. photo / Cameron Schiller writing / Kendall Hill
DLA | Chronic Acute
give the lady what she wants
DJ DanceAlone | Take me with you
I touched your arm and the flesh fell away and my hands were no longer empty
Nima Khaste | Bad Seed
We have faith in the poison
