Happy National Poetry Month from this first grader:
We did the soft wind.We danst slowly. We swrld aroned.We danst soft.We lisin to the mozik.We danst to the mozik.We made personal space.
Anton Lisin by Ivan Onopriyenko and Dimitry Shabalinhttp://antonlisin.tumblr.cominstagram @antonlisin
“But there was a carefully cultivated sense of danger to this Lynch brother. This was not a rattlesnake hidden in the grass, but a deadly coral snake striped with warning colors.
Everything about him was a warning.”
For a moment, Kavinsky’s face was perfectly blank, and then Kavinsky flickered back onto it. He said, “You’re shitting me.”
“I’ll send flowers.” Ronan revved the engine.
ph. Jenya Vyguzov
edited by me
Transfiguration bookAnton Lisin by Gosha Rubchinskiyhttp://antonlisin.tumblr.cominstagram @antonlisin
Anton Lisin by Sasha Veberhttp://antonlisin.tumblr.com instagram: @antonlisin
You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpieceAnd now I’m tearing through the pages and the ink
Iphone video by German Lavrovskiy
TRC AU where k lives - lynch and kavinsky go on a road trip to get away from everything for a while