Wednesday, May 25, 2011

conducting car crashes.

rings and rust.

boots, boots, endless boots.

street stylezzz.

wing.


via
purse n boots
dirty little style whore
weheartit
too many parties
coyote spirit child
little ship of dreams
warlock for hire



Conducting car crashes from a freeway apartment balcony,
your hands work magic in the air.

You spent the afternoon soul searching
in the navels of girls in magazines.

What did you find in those tiny cavities?

I whisper secrets to my folded knees
while you orchestrate the evening commute.

You are the god of the overpass and I will be your silent queen. 

-traci lavois


...lavois

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

perhaps from the floor of the Grand Canyon.

nifty.

cosmic love.

how sweet. 

stunning braidfacedgirl.

white.

squaw of the bubbles.

blackkkk.


...lavois



Got my wisdom teeth removed yesterday. 
I'm weary and sore and a little chipmunk-cheeked.
I drooled out all of my creativity.
What's your favorite poem, foxpals?
Here's one....

When the last living thing
Has died on account of us,
How poetical it would be
If Earth could say,
In a voice floating up
Perhaps
From the floor
Of the Grand Canyon,
"It is done."
People did not like it here.


-Kurt Vonnegut

...lavois

Monday, May 23, 2011

your leg my leg your arm my arm.


via
cherry whore
dirty little style whore
enjoy the kiss
pixie you
mollyweedmonster




Raw With Love
by Charles Bukowski




little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
I won't blame
you,
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
I won't blame you,
instead
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and I won't use it
yet. 





...lavois

Thursday, May 19, 2011

my new best look.

purselove.

hurrr.

...and we walked off to look for America.

doing this in LA apt. 

via
we heart it
there's chemicals in the clouds
dear isabella
glitzer
jean greige
youre not absolem



"Lay me down in a hearseback, it's where my new best look is at."


...lavois