2016/09/28

Black Lace Dahl

You were born of an east coast moon, pale at birth but burned in the California dawn. Your aching spirit blushed as a corpse in the life of hemlock and nightshade you were handed.

2016/09/11

Fire

She was beautiful but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire is beautiful. Something to be watched from a distance.

2016/09/08

His Girl Friday

'It all happened in the "dark ages" of the newspaper game – – when to a reporter "getting that story" justified anything short of murder. Incidentally, you will see in this picture no resemblance to the men and women of the press of today. Ready? Well, once upon a time – -'