NEW YORK. NOVEMBER. 5TH AVENUE.
Shards of light in a leaden sky.
In the shadows, I asked my foreign soul: is this city Babylon or Sodom?
There, at the edge of an electric chasm sky high, I met Edward thirty years ago.
Feb 02
NEW YORK. NOVEMBER. 5TH AVENUE.
Shards of light in a leaden sky.
In the shadows, I asked my foreign soul: is this city Babylon or Sodom?
There, at the edge of an electric chasm sky high, I met Edward thirty years ago.