this is 606
chicago-esque. all photography by ray pride
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
rounded with a sleep
We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
"The Tempest," Shakespeare
[
Damen Avenue below Division Street
]
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no light will project them
the waitress turns kitchenward, her ankle blooms w...
the eerie brightness of nighttime
what you gotta do is play your own simple blues
a wild ragged figure motioning him to turn around ...
voices instead of colors
quietly obscene
in silence the heart
now is, all there is
but a dream
suspected
the universe will soon
disciplined
sincere and lilting tone
bolting
desperate enough just to do anything
as close to their reflections
spring breeze
conflagrations, ruins, scenes of spectacular carnage
the moment of a yawn
I want to walk like I'm the onlywoman on earth and...
rounded with a sleep
night breeze
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