C'est sex, still haunted, dark skin and a full glass. It's not safe for us, even in the evening. I've memorized your sounds. Bathrooms, bungalows, hotels and mirrors. It's about the after hours, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy.
The hotel is still haunted. She laid still in the night and heard children laughing at 3am, felt a cold breeze as they ran past her; but woke to find it was just his hands.
photos by the lovely,