gia

only if you're looking will it find you cause true love is searching too and how can it recognize you unless you step out into the light

simone

mann

de no saber pedir perdón o pedirlo demasiadas veces

pere lachaise

comandante

aretha

waltz

martha

banksy

i've got a fetus on a leash

brando

goldin

saskia

faucon

ryden

out of sorrow entire worlds have been built

courtney

milla

herzog

out of her nightmare and back into mine

And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seats

fuseli

in those long last moments

marianne

elvis

viggo

lucinda

rumblefish

Then the worst happened, that big, dark, hunky boy, the only one there huge enough for me, who had been hunching around over women, and whose name I had asked the minute i had come into the room, but no one told me, came over and was looking hard into my eyes and it was Ted Hughes…I was stamping and he was stamping on the floor, and then he kissed me bang smash on the mouth and ripped my hairband off, my lovely red hairband scarf which has weathered the sun and much love, and whose like I shall never again find, and my favorite silver earrings: hah, I shall keep, he barked. And when he kissed my neck I bit him long and hard on the cheek, and when we came out of the room, blood was running down his face. His poem ‘I did it, I.’ Such violence, and I can see how women lie down for artists

existen cielos que yo jamás veré

witkin

aickman

rimbaud

new orleans

Sadness is a gentle mind
But a good woman 
Has her hands to use

chan

louise bourgeois

garcía-alix

day-lewis

con la belleza y el horror por guías

faulkner

Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.

catrina

your memories are not invited

joaquin

blixa

jonathan

jeff

Carry me out into the night.Cause I need to know, that there is something more to this life.That there is something more to this moment, than this poor town can provide.I feel the pressure. I feel it pushing down on me. I feel like I'm about to scream.I'm feeling low and downright mean.

nastassja

sylvia

et la Reine, la Sorcière qui allume sa braise dans le pot de terre, ne voudra jamais nous raconter ce qu'elle sait, et que nous ignorons. 

bob

carson

nole

your fingernails go dragging down the wall
be careful darling you might fall

mick

eggleston

king

blood on your saddle

nina

For the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever
And dead men lay deep 'round the door

brett

colin

gorey