Â iâ€™m a snake eating copper mice wrapped around magnets when execution erupts you will be asleep counting the drums rhythm is virus Text and Images Â© Andrew Auten – All Rights Reserved
Â AFTER THE CITY: who wouldn’t become a great chef “you are the best of what’s left” IN THE WILD COUNTRY: so tired, so weak (you) outrun the addled clerk food in a can work, work, work plastic tarp IN ...
Yes, I was Harsh
Â You don’t know who you are In this you are blameless But entirely Guilty Acolyte Of the holy Churning up poison Guzzled by your prisoners Text and Images Â© Andrew Auten – All Rights Reserved
New York 11 – This Is The Beautiful Thing
The first picture is of my wife, Christine, standing in a subway car somewhere under Manhattan.Â She is the only reason we are not lost.Â Left to me, we’d get on the wrong train and end up in some decrepit ...
New York 10
New York, New York. Text and Images Â© Andrew Auten – All Rights Reserved
Too Lately An Added Category
Too Lately An Added Category We’ve payed off a deep terror A debt owed to long, brittle bones and open concrete rivers This leaves the bossy city alone To shout commands at prisoners She clenches my hand so hard So ...