Has Anyone Figured Out How To Be A Real Person Yet

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

The last one

Attila Ataner

Leptis Magna, Libya (1986)

Just realized I've never given an upgrade on this. Well. They did announce. I am most likely not going because 1) unsuitable date 2) it's a festival 3) expensive tickets 4) even more expensive accommodation 5) I don't listen to them that much anymore so I can probably live with that

January so bad only nine inch nails announcing a show in my country could save it

Saul Leiter

Untitled, n.d

by Nathan Lerner Rainy Day, Tokyo, 1981

Romeo Gigli velvet coat in Vanity, Ottobre 1989. Photographed by Alistair Taylor-Young. Headpiece by Simon Costin.

Corona of the Egyptian Eclipse, 1882

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Antigone Kourakou