The Art of Living.
Learn from your past.
Let go. Grow.
W/S 2017 – Ongoing
I met another angel of Aquarius.
Traded a broken nail for guidance.
He told me it was time to let go.
I wandered through lavender hills, naked.
Held hands with God in the rain.
He told me I would be set free.
Goodbye my darling.
I never came when we fucked,
but my pussy wept for you today.
Let’s share one last cigarette,
and a pink lemonade.
| F/W 2017 – London, England | Performance, Poetry, 35mm Photography