Tag: streetart

Sweating in tunnels, waiting in the cold, living a free life
On nights like these we defy fear and conformity and dance in the flicker of hope
That’s why I tried to document the moment
A smile might have played round my lips
I remembered the first time a dentist gave me an injection
I was the most solitary of all
The country he had broken out of was all unknown to them
How delightful to see you!
All your certainties are being blown away
My dad thought it would be educational
People were charmed and captivated
But you don’t know how to surf
He was having a hard time keeping her on his mind
Titania leaned close to listen to the songs
The actress put out her hand
The light from above was emerald-colored at first
Words have this remarkable property of possessing specific meanings
Our only media are chalk, ink and stone
I think we should form a secret conspiracy
A woman is standing behind him
Ask questions that will be exceedingly difficult to answer
A spark pops across the contacts like a firecracker
On the walls, diverse oil paintings
… making sure that there was …
So I took a sip of my water
One equal temper of heroic hearts
I’ll probably stay the night
I raised a hand to my scalp
Ever since his father left
I was hungry for something
When shall we three meet again?
They forgot to feed the dog