TEXTS

Flam(e)

Flam(e)

The night of June 7, 2015. The air, warm, gentle. The street, eclectic and bustling. 8th Avenue, Manhattan. We notice a thick, foreign smell. We see a spark, subtle, timidly inhabiting the slightly curled left hand of the man walking before us. A woman runs towards him in preoccupied scream: Dramatic glowing flames climb his chest, his semblance becoming that of summoned evil or a mask of Early Antiquity. Disembodiment veils his pupils, pervades his mouth ajar. He stands still, drugged by rich compact jet-black smoke. We behold embers.

 

LDOC (EL-DOC)

A Contemporary Photography and Creative Writing Publication for Chicago

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February, 2016

John Steck Jr. & Pablo Vindel

 

Photo credit:
John Steck. Jr. Stone window in a cold building, cold Ireland, 2012.

TEXTS

Flam(e)

The night of June 7, 2015. The air, warm, gentle. The street, eclectic and bustling. 8th Avenue, Manhattan. We notice a thick, foreign smell. We see a spark, subtle, timidly inhabiting the slightly curled left hand of the man walking before us. A woman runs towards him in preoccupied scream: Dramatic glowing flames climb his chest, his semblance becoming that of summoned evil or a mask of Early Antiquity. Disembodiment veils his pupils, pervades his mouth ajar. He stands still, drugged by rich compact jet-black smoke. We behold embers.

 

LDOC (EL-DOC)

A Contemporary Photography and Creative Writing Publication for Chicago

_________

February, 2016

John Steck Jr. & Pablo Vindel

 

Photo credit:
John Steck. Jr. Stone window in a cold building, cold Ireland, 2012.