ash and sin
Yohji Yamamoto SS20 shot by © Elise Toïdé at Grand Palais, Paris Fashion Week, courtesy of the artist
moments so
Yohji Yamamoto SS20 shot by © Elise Toïdé at Grand Palais, Paris Fashion Week, courtesy of the artist
burgeoning darkness
beckons as within, taunting
m o m e n t s so without.
held soft
Yohji Yamamoto SS20 shot by © Elise Toïdé at Grand Palais, Paris Fashion Week, courtesy of the artist
held s o f t by shadows
of his firm amorphous touch
she beholds the light .
fine print
Yohji Yamamoto SS20 shot by © Elise Toïdé at Grand Palais, Paris Fashion Week, courtesy of the artist
unbloomed ghost orchids
fringe the void of tomorrow—
stories told f i n e print.
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“With my eyes turned to the past, I walk backwards into the future.”
— Yohji Yamamoto
scarred softly
Photograph by © Massimo Leardini from book In between, courtesy of the artist
she wakes, s c a r r e d softly
by their savage spellbinding
safe beneath his touch.
illegible
Photograph by © Massimo Leardini from book Scandinavian, courtesy of the artist
i l l e g i b l e love
stains their hands in promises
etched slow in secret.
empty zephyr
Photograph by © Massimo Leardini from project Viktoria W, courtesy of the artist
an empty z e p h y r
disturbs the dregs of autumn
stirring dormant loves.
steel cut
Photograph by © Massimo Leardini from project Iselin, courtesy of the artist
s t e e l c u t sunbeams bathe
abandoned whispers in dregs
of torn memories.
“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
― Haruki Murakami
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“Go out in the woods, go out. If you don't go out in the woods nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés
sharp-edged roses
Photograph by © Germana Stella, courtesy of the artist
empty surrender
amid sweet sharp- e d g e d roses
strewn by love and sin.
lost dawn
Photograph by © Germana Stella, courtesy of the artist
veiled anguish engulfs
still, long perished tenderness;
dawn has l o s t its way.
carnal
Photograph by © Germana Stella, courtesy of the artist
c a r n a l desires
lay breathless by fallen stars
unhinging the night.
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“To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.”
― Jorge Luis Borges
in broken
Photograph by © Cameron Lee Phan, courtesy of the artist
their fragile whispers
intoxicate stray shadows
soaked in b r o k e n glass.
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lavender kisses
Photograph by © Cameron Lee Phan, courtesy of the artist
l a v e n d e r kisses
erode abandoned landscapes
of concrete and sin.
fallen sunrise
Photograph by © Cameron Lee Phan, courtesy of the artist
forgotten rapture
engulfs the f a l l e n sunrise
silencing their screams.
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“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...
I could walk through my garden forever.”
― Alfred Tennyson
abrasive love
Photograph by © Roeg Cohen, courtesy of the artist