Here’s the thing about a Beautiful Prison.
Sometimes, you don’t even know you have a warden.
Sometimes, you aren’t even aware of the steel bars that shroud your face.
Sometimes, you take restriction for love,
The writing is always on the wall.
AVAILABLE ON OPEN SEA
“L.A. sunset glows against the old muscle car. The L.A. Girls rule this part of town with their disintegrating beauty, always balanced delicately on the edge. Neon stiletto teases the beer can on the ground which in this hazy glow sparkles like diamonds. They are owned by no-one and their freedom is carried firmly in their beatnik sneers and dark red lips. They learnt a long time ago to trust no-one and to love only this wild urban landscape.”
AVAILABLE ON KNOWN ORIGIN – HERE
