Heartbeats
Poetry by Vanessa Matic Photos by Austin Roque What is beauty? Have they not seen you broken under the lights of this madness. Your skin like magic, a thousand glitter dreams. Chased…
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Wrapped in a Dream
You loved that she could take so much pain, on soft flesh that flooded like milk and roses throughout her body. She looked delicate like a flower petal but…
A Flower In The Minds Eye
A FLOWER IN THE MINDS EYE The flower in your mind, a disguise in the sky. A whole flame ate by your appetite. Where your restlessness is emptied onto the…
ODE TO NEW YORK
I awake in the mid-night only to find light again within the arcade of New York City. How beautiful the darkness lurks onto the pavement of a thousand and a…
UNI.QUE – A VISUAL POEM
Like the way the morning hits your eyes, you put your socks on like a lazy cat. Little sister what have you done folding butterfly wings back inside you for…
Are we moving or just the space around us?
Vanessa Monti – sometimes called Lafea, is a 23-year-old Colombian/Italian photographer and art director based in Barcelona. Her “Natural Couches” project is a photographic journey using a green couch to document a move into a new appartment and new life.
New-Born
After all the mud covered me. I am only half-human. The rest is dirt. And I’m a bastard that forgot to love you like all the yesterday’s where never owned by our lips hugging like flowers in a whirlpool. You were my whore, naked, and beautiful. I dreamed you into starlight, it covered me at night. Yet I was still restless. As we consider love like an art form, as is life; And it takes patience.
“I’ve always been a dreamer, a philosopher and a rebel against the system” A talk with Dennis Swiatkowski
Dennis Swiatkowski is a photographer and video director, intrigued by the power of images and the pureness of the human body. Growing up between the cold of Amsterdam freedom and…