the kept next to unkempt
drinks on the table
havana, downtown, cuba
didn’t matter that it was 35 degrees today. the sun was out.
the frosty lines caught my eye
of all the pictures i took of the temple to the gods, i like this one best. i was going to explain to you guys why, but then i changed my mind. i don’t hafta explain myself to no one, not nuthin.
i went to a football game. the roof was open. but the clouds were so interesting.
here’s the bridge too bad there’s not a chorus afterwards
behold white religious architecture
white paint. cool.
maybe i should have cropped out that little shrub
I tried to be a sleek building loving modernist.
Roadside St. Louis