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callmebalthazar:

See how it falls back on itself

the dream of sustainability collapsing under the weight of lust, suffocation, the words seared into the page as a final exhalation.(        ,        ) the sparks offered up, the wind hurrying on, how the rubble waits in expectation on the stage                of the unconsumed.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

callmebalthazar:

See how it falls back on itself

the dream of sustainability collapsing
under the weight of lust, suffocation,
the words seared into the page
as a final exhalation.(        ,        )
the sparks offered up,
the wind hurrying on,
how the rubble waits
in expectation
on the stage
               of the
unconsumed.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

(Source: callmebalthazar)

callmebalthazar:

“I told you not to call me,” she’s

yelling on the other side of a satellite, a final glint of sun as

She hangs up, it’s

slipping around the dark side of a curve; I slide my phone into my back pocket,

Into the

space a full pack used to occupy,

And throw the ember

of my cigarette, half-smoked,

To the gutters

of this town.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

callmebalthazar:

“I told you not to call me,” she’s

yelling on
the other side of
a satellite, a
final glint of sun as

She hangs up, it’s

slipping around the dark side
of a curve;
I slide my phone
into my back pocket,

Into the

space
a full pack
used
to occupy,

And throw the ember

of my cigarette,
half-smoked,

To the gutters

of this town.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

(Source: callmebalthazar)

callmebalthazar:

GUTTERS OF NEW YORK or QUITTING
“That slimy cunt

you fucked”, she calls her,

And I ask her

not to say it so violently, the smoke pouring from my nostrils like the scent of her hair, red strands of it, billowing and dispersing upward.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

callmebalthazar:

GUTTERS OF NEW YORK or QUITTING

“That slimy cunt

you fucked”,
she calls her,

And I ask her

not to
say it so violently, the
smoke pouring
from my nostrils
like the scent of her hair,
red strands of it,
billowing and dispersing
upward.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

(Source: callmebalthazar)

impetuousheadlongrush:

Saint Katelan V. Foisy
(toxic yellow version)
© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Saint Katelan V. Foisy

(toxic yellow version)

© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan V. Foisy brings the loveliness to your Monday.
© Veronika von Volkova
Thanks to Katelan for being the many wonderful things that are Katelan.Thanks to Warren for facilitating our meeting.Thanks to Danielle for giving me the tablet I used.Thanks to Jan for being my soundboard (so to speak) while I was photo-manipulating.Thanks to everyone for coming by to look.Mwaa!(Difficult Mondays are well dealt with by finding things of which to be appreciative.)

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan V. Foisy brings the loveliness to your Monday.

© Veronika von Volkova

Thanks to Katelan for being the many wonderful things that are Katelan.
Thanks to Warren for facilitating our meeting.
Thanks to Danielle for giving me the tablet I used.
Thanks to Jan for being my soundboard (so to speak) while I was photo-manipulating.
Thanks to everyone for coming by to look.
Mwaa!

(Difficult Mondays are well dealt with by finding things of which to be appreciative.)

By RK at the Ludlow Mills

impetuousheadlongrush:

My enormous thanks to Mister Warren Ellis, the preferred intellectual sex viking of women with discerning tastes everywhere, for making it possible for me to meet the brilliant and gorgeous Katelan V. Foisy.© Katelan V. Foisy & Veronika von Volkova(editing by Veronika von Volkova)

impetuousheadlongrush:

My enormous thanks to Mister Warren Ellis, the preferred intellectual sex viking of women with discerning tastes everywhere, for making it possible for me to meet the brilliant and gorgeous Katelan V. Foisy.

© Katelan V. Foisy & Veronika von Volkova

(editing by Veronika von Volkova)

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan’s Beautiful Mouth
Model: Katelan V. Foisy
© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan’s Beautiful Mouth

Model: Katelan V. Foisy

© Veronika von Volkova

callmebalthazar:

Flesh and Poem.

callmebalthazar:

Flesh and Poem.

callmebalthazar:

See how it falls back on itself

the dream of sustainability collapsing under the weight of lust, suffocation, the words seared into the page as a final exhalation.(        ,        ) the sparks offered up, the wind hurrying on, how the rubble waits in expectation on the stage                of the unconsumed.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

callmebalthazar:

See how it falls back on itself

the dream of sustainability collapsing
under the weight of lust, suffocation,
the words seared into the page
as a final exhalation.(        ,        )
the sparks offered up,
the wind hurrying on,
how the rubble waits
in expectation
on the stage
               of the
unconsumed.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

(Source: callmebalthazar)

callmebalthazar:

“I told you not to call me,” she’s

yelling on the other side of a satellite, a final glint of sun as

She hangs up, it’s

slipping around the dark side of a curve; I slide my phone into my back pocket,

Into the

space a full pack used to occupy,

And throw the ember

of my cigarette, half-smoked,

To the gutters

of this town.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

callmebalthazar:

“I told you not to call me,” she’s

yelling on
the other side of
a satellite, a
final glint of sun as

She hangs up, it’s

slipping around the dark side
of a curve;
I slide my phone
into my back pocket,

Into the

space
a full pack
used
to occupy,

And throw the ember

of my cigarette,
half-smoked,

To the gutters

of this town.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

(Source: callmebalthazar)

callmebalthazar:

GUTTERS OF NEW YORK or QUITTING
“That slimy cunt

you fucked”, she calls her,

And I ask her

not to say it so violently, the smoke pouring from my nostrils like the scent of her hair, red strands of it, billowing and dispersing upward.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

callmebalthazar:

GUTTERS OF NEW YORK or QUITTING

“That slimy cunt

you fucked”,
she calls her,

And I ask her

not to
say it so violently, the
smoke pouring
from my nostrils
like the scent of her hair,
red strands of it,
billowing and dispersing
upward.

(Poem by Michael Lala. Model: Katelan Foisy)

(Source: callmebalthazar)

impetuousheadlongrush:

Saint Katelan V. Foisy
© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Saint Katelan V. Foisy

© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Saint Katelan V. Foisy
(toxic yellow version)
© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Saint Katelan V. Foisy

(toxic yellow version)

© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan V. Foisy brings the loveliness to your Monday.
© Veronika von Volkova
Thanks to Katelan for being the many wonderful things that are Katelan.Thanks to Warren for facilitating our meeting.Thanks to Danielle for giving me the tablet I used.Thanks to Jan for being my soundboard (so to speak) while I was photo-manipulating.Thanks to everyone for coming by to look.Mwaa!(Difficult Mondays are well dealt with by finding things of which to be appreciative.)

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan V. Foisy brings the loveliness to your Monday.

© Veronika von Volkova

Thanks to Katelan for being the many wonderful things that are Katelan.
Thanks to Warren for facilitating our meeting.
Thanks to Danielle for giving me the tablet I used.
Thanks to Jan for being my soundboard (so to speak) while I was photo-manipulating.
Thanks to everyone for coming by to look.
Mwaa!

(Difficult Mondays are well dealt with by finding things of which to be appreciative.)

By RK at the Ludlow Mills

impetuousheadlongrush:

My enormous thanks to Mister Warren Ellis, the preferred intellectual sex viking of women with discerning tastes everywhere, for making it possible for me to meet the brilliant and gorgeous Katelan V. Foisy.© Katelan V. Foisy & Veronika von Volkova(editing by Veronika von Volkova)

impetuousheadlongrush:

My enormous thanks to Mister Warren Ellis, the preferred intellectual sex viking of women with discerning tastes everywhere, for making it possible for me to meet the brilliant and gorgeous Katelan V. Foisy.

© Katelan V. Foisy & Veronika von Volkova

(editing by Veronika von Volkova)

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan’s Beautiful Mouth
Model: Katelan V. Foisy
© Veronika von Volkova

impetuousheadlongrush:

Katelan’s Beautiful Mouth

Model: Katelan V. Foisy

© Veronika von Volkova

About:

A regular urban Gypsy by suburban standards. I read tarot, practice energy healing, write, illustrate, and model. I am the art director as well as one of the creators of Constellation Magazine. I have a book coming out through Knickerbocker Circus in June. I am also one of the founders of the Beneath the Half Moon program: Mastery of the Ancient Healing Arts.

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