This Hindu goddess sits in the corner of my boyfriend's apartment gathering dust. Her name is unknown to me. She is draped in rosaries my boyfriend collected. I wanted to capture the rosaries, the draping of the beads, the mystery of the cross.
The roots of this tree are coming up out of the ground like snakes. The tree is located at Washington park. The vibe there is a little creepy. Long, bony branches twist in every direction. The tree stands guard, sweeping up the spirits that roam the earth looking for a body to inhabit.
This is the pile of cigarette butts outside my boyfriend's door. They don't seem to degrade no matter how much snow or rain falls on them. I image their poison seeping into the earth and how the earth is overwhelmed.
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