The day that everything went bug nuts, a mess of my friends were helping me clean shelves in Gram’s grocery store. We…
I loved you in tabloids,In pictures,In polaroids.
what story can I tell?whose ego can I stroke?I need a headline to definewhat pocket do I line?people read whattriggers resolution…
A century on from silent films at their heightStark images are presented in monochrome lightEmotive music and captions telling wrong…
They say we’re made of stardust,
and we don’t fall in love; we fall in lust.
It started with an algorithmNow it’s a habit