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What air there is / I sift through jagged teeth / and pores shrivelled in leathered skin / the dry, scarred lungs struggle to take it in / …
“and in the morning” by Muds
though he dreamt of this very act over a million marched miles, he has lost his heart to the endless death of campaign
banned in Heaven and in Hell
“It wasn’t an apple.” / Eve slowly licks a finger / takes her time / while chocolate drips / “I was carrying Cain / I remember / and …
Selection from images by Sergei Rukavishnikov
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I write stories. Sometimes I take photos.
The photos of me were taken by Ron Co
The art is by Sergei Rukavishnikov
I’m an Australian, and I thank Muds for that.
Stories:
The stories are also available as ebooks
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- Animal Captions & Confessions ,Where The Subject in The Image Is Speaking
- Australia At Large!
- breaking the boundaries
- Extreme Close-Ups
- Fungilicious
- ImageWriting 2/24
- Magic Realism and Urban Fantasy
- Nature's Paintbrush (Strictly 2 Images per 24hrs!) (No Humans, *NO NUDITY* of any kind, no man made objects, no Household Dogs and Cats. No B&W/Sepia/Selective Coloring, or excessive editing.)
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- A Shattering of Glass A Shattering of Glass
- Ron's Bird Photos Ron's Bird Photos
- Mundoo Mundoo
- inbetween inbetween
- dusk dusk
- words words
- Dark Angel Dark Angel
- images images
- the Hidden the Hidden
- Beneath his feet a sound like the heartbeats of the earth. The Godkeeper The Godkeeper
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- This is not rape, you tell yourself, but who is going to believe you? That you feel the need to reassure yourself tells you there’s a problem here. Spares Spares
- love love
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rlung
What air there is / I sift through jagged teeth / and pores shrivelled in leathered skin / the dry, scarred lungs struggle to take it in / …
“the wave” by Muds
the whole moment pure, crystalline, glass…
“and in the morning” by Muds
though he dreamt of this very act over a million marched miles, he has lost his heart to the endless death of campaign
Dark Angel Returns 10
No more looking and longing for romantic love. It always ended badly.
rlung
What air there is / I sift through jagged teeth / and pores shrivelled in leathered skin / the dry, scarred lungs struggle to take it in / …
“the wave” by Muds
the whole moment pure, crystalline, glass…
“and in the morning” by Muds
though he dreamt of this very act over a million marched miles, he has lost his heart to the endless death of campaign
Dark Angel Returns 10
No more looking and longing for romantic love. It always ended badly.