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The Bowery Presents
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

roma★
Cosimo Galluzzi
The Bright Sessions

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Phantogram Three
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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The Cackling Chronicles: Day 10
The month is going by, and I really suck at this xD I keep being distracted by things and i'm so tired because of my job. But here I am on day 10 with a lot to catch up on...but first...YEEN SPOTS!
I got them... permanently, on my skin now. The artist did a wonderful job with them, too.
Getting them tattooed had been a goal for about a year now, but I kept giving up on it. Not enough money, scared of being called a freak, scared of how my body would react to the ink. But now, thanks to my beautiful wife @lagnya , I was capable of pulling it off.
And my god, do they feel GOOD. It's still really sensitive, healing, but the euphoria they are giving me is tremendous. I feel a confidence in me I have not felt in years. I hate my reflection in the mirror a lot less.
It's such a huge step in my species transition, and hopefully it will be alleviating more and more of my dysphoria over time. I can't wait to see how they look when I have all of my gear on. Maybe more pictures to come?
From The Creatures Underneath, published in 1994 and written / illustrated by Jennifer Dewey.
When the full moon bathes the meadow in its bright and silky dress
Why do I feel depressed my love?
When the curtains wave their shadows across your white and milky breast
Why do I feel unrest, my love?
Do the hollows of the night prepare in me this fright of our parting?
Then at the break of day, my love, where have you gone away
With not one word to say of goodbye?
Why would you not have stayed, my love, oh say you're not afraid
Of the promise that we made,
Oh why do the willows in the wind run shivers down my skin of sorrow?
I have gone to where the wind may not blow upon my skin
Where the stars may not shine upon my name
I shall soon enough return to where I long and I yearn
And I swear that I will be the same
Do the leaves in the trees still whisper in the breeze "Where are you?"
I have gone to face the beast and to drivel at his feast
May the two of us never be seen
And my love, may you sleep as the ocean fall deep
And I swear I won't tell you where I've been
Sunset is upon me now, and evening's drawing near
And still you are not here, my love
I thought you called my name so clear, but howls are all I hear
They are not yours my dear, my love
Yet that shadow in disguise who stares through werewolf's eyes, who are you?
You must not be afraid of the changes that I've made
I have come now to bring you away
To our bed that I have made with the seven stones I've laid
And covered in the finest of clay
Lay your head upon the ground, you shall never be found
I will guard against dangers that be
Untill dawn comes around you must not make a sound
And I swear you will forever be with me
And I swear you will forever be with me
Eurasian wolf (Canis lupus lupus) Eekholt Wildlife Park, Großenaspe, Germany
Photo © Dean Buchholz
Picture by Donald M. Jones
sit alone with me on the shore
fall in love with the real me,
the beast me
Jim and Jamie Dutcher
“Male gray wolves at a frozen stream.”
it eats me alive.
Werewolves at the Rave