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Isatyr

Ísatýr | I AM NOT
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Artist // Student // Photography
  • May 12, 1993
  • Italy
  • Deviant for 14 years
  • She / Her
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My Bio
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Current Activities:

- Working as a Photographer at FOTOSINTESI Lab Project www.fslab.it

- Studying Philosophy at University of Florence.


I am on:
FLICKR: www.flickr.com/photos/isatyr/
FACEBOOK(personal): www.facebook.com/isotta.menico…
CARBONMADE: isottameniconifotopoesia.carbo…
TWITTER: twitter.com/mogwaibird_/

Favourite Writers
H. Hesse, E. Morante
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Contralto
Then I'd taken the kiss of seedcake back from his mouth Going deep South, go down Took six big wheels and rolled our bodies Off of Howth Head and into the flesh He said I was a flower of the mountain But now I've powers o'er a woman's body Stepping out of the page into the sensual world. Stepping out... To where the water and the earth caress And the down of a peach says mmh, yes Do I look for those millionaires Like a Machiavellian girl would When I could wear a sunset? And how we'd wished to live in the sensual world You don't need words, just one kiss, then another. Stepping out of the page into the sensual world
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Girl

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From in the shadow she calls And in the shadow she finds a way And in the shadow she crawls Clutching her faded photograph My image under her thumb Yes with a message for my heart She's been everybody else's girl Maybe one day she'll be her own And in the doorway They stay and laugh As violins fill with water Screams from the bluebells Can't make them go away We'll I'm not seventeen But I've cuts on my knees Falling down As the winter takes one more cherry tree Rushin' rivers thread so thin limitation Dreams with the flying pigs turbid blue And the drugstores too safe In their coats Anda in their do's Yeah smother in our
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I was a poor little kid in the lungs of new York Just like a motherless son of a bitch Loaded on ephedrine looking for downers and coke Like a sun that just wouldn't set out on the horizon Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs I took a train and came up from Carolina I was looking for something to do Nothing I found could ever quite occupy me With nothing to gain there's always nothing to lose Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs Cry me a river till the morning comes I should've died a hundred thousand times Teetering stoned off the side of buildings Nobody loved me and nobody even tried You cant hang on to somethin
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happy birthday for tomorrow!
Thanks for faving one of my captures!
I appreciated :)
Patrick (Happy Happy Xmas) ..thnx for faving
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