VERY MUCH LOOKING FORWARDS
Images from : Torture Garden: From Bodyshocks to Cybersex – A Photographic Archive of the New Flesh by David Wood
Or sucked and wrung saint blood out, hung his dimpled on the back of retired bastard’s front door. What root takes hold in plaster, INOX?
Roof opens for trumpet head to pop. Tell me about fire. Teenage braces, raven rock. I know how lethal bicycles can be (total lie).
Teflon can kill too. Holes in the ozone are lassoes thrown from curvy stars that don’t care about my stolen blackberry, its razor tits, its partly shaved head, or yours (shitlace) either, even if it burns.
His vision, from the constantly passing bars,
has grown so weary that it cannot hold
anything else. It seems to him there are
a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world.
As he paces in cramped circles, over and over,
the movement of his powerful soft strides
is like a ritual dance around a center
in which a mighty will stands paralyzed.
Only at times, the curtain of the pupils
lifts, quietly–. An image enters in,
rushes down through the tensed, arrested muscles,
plunges into the heart and is gone.
2. Stop by and say hello at Bureau De Change, 47 rue de Lancry, 75010 Paris, in July! We’ll be participating in a group show produced and curated by Lorca Cohen, Yang Li and Cyril Duval. Opening on July 1st.
3. We’re still distillating the best of the best for Issue 6. Be patient, it will soon be in your hands.
4. While magazine submissions are currently closed, you still have just under a month to submit your image of red meat for the upcoming CLUSTERS BOOK. Submissions are open until July 15th.
E-mail it to: firstname.lastname@example.org
5. Stop the Heavens
from crashing to the Earth.
This is the cry of the biggest
assholes in Heaven.
— from The Portable Atlas, Dan Hoy