Behold the Body of the Moon

Behold the Body of the Moon

And I’ll lick my wounds with the glow of the full moon and remind you that if your ship doesn’t come in, you’ll have to row out to meet it. And laugh painfully at all the holes in the dark. Always surrendering to the light. Burning up and breaking apart as it hurtles down, down into our greatest depths obliterating us all.

𝑷𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆; historical sources utilized:

Portrait Photograph of Miss Seibel Ernani by Arnold Genthe. Photograph. 1919