Ethel Cain
the lights were flashing in time to the music and i was oh so conscious of the girl beside me
Curation Of Swag
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She's a professional dancer; I am mortified stiff to dance sans rhythm. The bar has a backyard area. Sky’s navy Fence strung with pink lights I watch her smoke cigarettes Resisting a draw. And/or confession. An unspoken dynamic is a nearly-blank page White except for faint markings of an emerging sketch; It holds potential. Which is exciting. Also There is a sense of purity.