current June 6, 2012June 6, 2012 / joanna canal-edged bourbon bar on a Tuesday closeted in dark corners & acous- tic dampened brick; i sit by the windows & smile, sip at the purple-black of un- returning water, of dis- inhibited bitterness. share this with your world:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
nice…this has a great smoky feel to me….the purple black (like a bruise) is a great descriptor for the unreturned water… Reply
I love the picture in the above photograph, it has a sense of abandonment and beauty all in one. good choice. Reply
A different kind a dark and gritty that I am not used to you sharing… I like
thanks! long time no see. 🙂
Nice write, love the ending!
unreturning water, That has meaning for me
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This is a beautiful portrait of a surrender. Perfect. The words seem to melt me.
melting is good… i think. thanks, Carl.
nice…this has a great smoky feel to me….the purple black (like a bruise) is a great descriptor for the unreturned water…
I love the picture in the above photograph, it has a sense of abandonment and beauty all in one. good choice.
So many great images in such a brief space. Wonderful. – Mosk
Just lovely. Cheers.
Such tight writing and yet the words and the world pour through… // Peter