Introduction
My stars are lost
In the sky of your mouth.
Your entrails trapped me
In the universe of the crazy vulva.
The earthquake was on your neck
And in your breasts I projected my garden;
Your eyes are spheres that death insults,
You have ceramic fingers & ivory nails!
Your hair for me they were an endless
Sea.
Your sigh was an arrow
My throat was the target.
Your hips; an untamed vortex-
And the polished crockery feet climbed into my pores
The shivers of the drunken soul.
You are everything & nothing more!
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SuicideGirls… became famous for embracing beauty in every shape and form — meaning bodies covered in tattoos, having bright-colored hair, and being outside of traditional beauty norms were celebrated. The name comes from the idea that women who commit “social suicide” by being different come together.
A nation wide art-sleaze phenomenon.
It’s like a punk rock Vogue…with artful nude photos of women.
Fifteen years ago, a small-but-passionate community that celebrated beauty in alternative, pinup-style photography was born. It was called SuicideGirls.
They’re the girls next door - but more colorful and with better record collections.
SuicideGirls respond… in the best way possible.
The meeting place for people interested in alternative lifestyles.
SuicideGirls is as much about community as it is about naked photos of tattooed women.
SuicideGirls is redefining concepts of beauty across the globe.
