She is relaxed, suspended from a dozen broken handrails and shattered, jagged seats. They cut her flesh, but she does not bleed. There is no pain in her eyes. There is nothing except the certainty of her fate.
Karolina Gorka
She is relaxed, suspended from a dozen broken handrails and shattered, jagged seats. They cut her flesh, but she does not bleed. There is no pain in her eyes. There is nothing except the certainty of her fate.
Karolina Gorka
Lilacs out of the dead land
It's a strange image almost like flowers blooming in a cemetery, which is basically the land of the dead. The fact that such a beautiful thing can come from dirt/soil that no one cares too much about is unnatural, or abnormal.