"It is yet the lure, the ignis fatuus of almost every breathing heart." - The "Genius" T. Dreiser
"The only solitude is sleep or death." Ignis Fatuus Charles BukowskiPhotography: Sousous Photography by Yana Kushner
Location: Mexican American Cultural Center
Ignis Fatuus and the Wil O' the Wisp
we wrap ourselves in death
and walk to the edge of the frame.
we hover,
phosphorescent and foolish,
constructing each breath
from methane and decay.
slight of hand makes us two.
a mask dims our eyes.
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Delaney: Vintage Gunne Sax Dress by Jessica McClintock (similar)
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