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Black Knights. Ink on paper.
photography by @expiredidealist
Janice Sung
This feels so gross… this feels good
no dude it's so cool how attached you are to that character who is singled out and ostracized due to the external monstrousness that clashes with their internal spark of humanity. and i love how drawn you are to themes of horror and love, nature versus nurture, otherness, isolation, and the abject. i bet you have normal feelings about your own personhood
David Lynch and Sheryl Lee on the set of Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me (1992)
"White Rabbit #20" and "White Rabbit #24" by Debra Broz.
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i remember after a year when i met him again
and we all pretended it was fine
and no hurt ever happened
and i wasnt devored by an obsession born from trauma
and i wasnt bleeding that day
and it was so good and incredible
deliriously good and so mundane at the same time
and i felt ah finally im past it
i conquered this, my body can handle the hurt now
i'm good, i'm finally good
how naive and how sad and pathetic
but his body was bending for me and i could handle it
so there was no shame right? if now i knew and if my body could handle it
all was good. nothing bad ever happened. it was me who was not good enough before
but i'd been made anew and now, i was depraved, i was good enough
it's still larger than life and it still takes me by surprise
crying in the morning, crying at work, crying at night in bed
i can go on and it's fine and it's no big deal really
but i still think about it everyday
how it shaped my views on sex and how it put me on such a troubled path
and it makes me sad that i still think it was erotic and hot and scary and terrifying but i still felt liberated. i felt like a prey but i could feel the power imbalance, and there at least i could be a prey
it was bad but i felt more taken care of than i'd ever been, and he knew his strength and he knew me to be innocent and weak
and to this day i still crave that powerlessness
i want someone to tell me it's all gonna be okay
and bend me in ways that hurt and praise me for hurting
i want a body larger than life that feels like i need to tame it
and my own body finally feeling something worth feeling
how sad how sad
Comet, Paris 2024
The last machine on earth and the last human to achieve godhood
(Watercolor and gouache on paper)
Emily Dickinson, from her poem titled "1188," featured in The Emergency Poet
"The First Kiss Of Adam And Eve" (1891), by Salvador Viniegra.
'Scent and Sensibility'. Aaron Brent Harker.
"Der Weg" , Mary Wigman , 1932