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Lynn Melnick, "Losing the Narrative"

JOAN BAEZ IN FESTIVAL (1967) — dir. Murray Lerner

It pulls me to itself, the reflection, no, not mine: I know the water’s fidelity, its utter transparence. The sea becomes me like nothing else: I wear it like skin. Who pulls me with such ease? A dead ancestor, a lost friend, or the shell’s hollow cry? The weeds wrap me, like arms. I’m pulled down, down, to the tip of the sky. I hold the world as I drown.

真田広之写真集 『a man 』｜ 撮影：英隆 (1992) Hiroyuki Sanada ‘a man’ Photo Book ｜ Photographers - Lyu Hanabusa

Imam Al-Ghazali // Tennessee Williams

Turkish barber proudly showing me his finest work from the 1960s

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