Showing posts with label man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label man. Show all posts

the sunny side of the street



in those disquiets, in that other time,
the sky the shore of them again,
against as we crossed in a scattered sequence
without knowledge, directed it on our way
(Joshua Hussey)

We All Have A Story to Tell...


Models - Radu Ciupa, Nikole H. and the elusive Olga and Rochelle...

Have a little courage, that's all!



Well, wouldn't you feel degraded to be seen in the company of a cowardly lion? I would. (Zeke - the Lion - "The Wizard of Oz")

Best Friends

Cristina - Otilia

Raluca - Cosmina

Bucea - Dezi

Roxi - Ami

O noapte de pomină


Tom Waits - ''Warm beer and cold women''

Între două lumi



Umbra de mi-aş ţine-o doar o clipă pironită,
s-ar şi umple de ferigi, de bălării!
(Nichita Stănescu) 

Film swap (Germany/Transylvania) with weltengang

What Do Women Want?

I want a red dress. 
I want it flimsy and cheap, 
I want it too tight, I want to wear it 
until someone tears it off me. 
I want it sleeveless and backless, 
this dress, so no one has to guess 
what's underneath. I want to walk down
the street past Thrifty's and the hardware store 
with all those keys glittering in the window, 
past Mr. and Mrs. Wong selling day-old 
donuts in their café, past the Guerra brothers 
slinging pigs from the truck and onto the dolly, 
hoisting the slick snouts over their shoulders. 
I want to walk like I'm the only 
woman on earth and I can have my pick. 
I want that red dress bad.
I want it to confirm 
your worst fears about me, 
to show you how little I care about you 
or anything except what 
I want. When I find it, I'll pull that garment 
from its hanger like I'm choosing a body 
to carry me into this world, through 
the birth-cries and the love-cries too, 
and I'll wear it like bones, like skin, 
it'll be the goddamned 
dress they bury me in.
(Kim Addonizio)