A very deep sleep in which I have never been so engulfed. The night before: dreams of a new society which wears simplistic, very shapely... Read More
Text by John Hudson White
A very deep sleep in which I have never been so engulfed. The night before: dreams of a new society which wears simplistic, very shapely... Read More
Text by John Hudson White
How mind-numbingly feudalistic everyone is, pisses me off sometimes. Friendships, romances, work: a feudal cacophony. Keep out the <insert nationality here>, keep out the punks,... Read More
Text by John Hudson White
I like to take pictures of my Garden, the vegetable garden. Read More
Text by Fabrizio Albertini
Photo by <a href="https://plumjo.com/marija">Marija Strajnic</a>
Their first “I love you” was exchanged in the shower one afternoon in February. They only had time together during free periods in school. This... Read More
Text by Brooke Asbury
The conundrum which presents itself suddenly and deeply within the fabric of my life, quite randomly, is the agita of my being. In order to... Read More
Text by John Hudson White