Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
These are all devices were created to torture, to break, to ruin the human body.
I wonder what it was like to have created them
and sold the idea to a person who ultimately looked at you and said-
” What a great idea. “
Inktober 2018: Jolt
Photo A.M Moscoso
That could not have been you
I saw at the cemetery that day
sneaking out of your crypt in your finest
Sunday clothes.
That could not have been you
I heard singing in the cemetery that day
a dark little waltz
sung sweetly off key
Please tell me it wasn’t you
I saw in the cemetery that day
calling me to join you
in my finest Sunday Clothes.
Inktober 2018: Double
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Seattle, Washington USA
Photo A.M. Moscoso
When statues of Anubis turn up in my life, good things happen.
It’s like a gift or an omen, but like I said it’s always good.
Inktober:Gift
PHOTO A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Inktober: Thunder