Introduction
It was a blue day, spring
flooded my temples and my hands,
and was the world, girl, huge fruit,
warm, open, dumb and delivered.
I felt my flesh off, leaving
by the mysterious landscape and clear,
My blood was in slow streams,
my heart was lost in space.
It was beautiful on the skin feel the rub,
done little sigh, stars,
and have on hand, gently,
a whisper of clouds and birds.
I merged with the air, with things,
I felt the bottom of the world between the lips
and palpitations, huge day in the big,
as a tremendous angel poured out.
flooded my temples and my hands,
and was the world, girl, huge fruit,
warm, open, dumb and delivered.
I felt my flesh off, leaving
by the mysterious landscape and clear,
My blood was in slow streams,
my heart was lost in space.
It was beautiful on the skin feel the rub,
done little sigh, stars,
and have on hand, gently,
a whisper of clouds and birds.
I merged with the air, with things,
I felt the bottom of the world between the lips
and palpitations, huge day in the big,
as a tremendous angel poured out.
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SuicideGirls… became famous for embracing beauty in every shape and form — meaning bodies covered in tattoos, having bright-colored hair, and being outside of traditional beauty norms were celebrated. The name comes from the idea that women who commit “social suicide” by being different come together.
A nation wide art-sleaze phenomenon.
It’s like a punk rock Vogue…with artful nude photos of women.
Fifteen years ago, a small-but-passionate community that celebrated beauty in alternative, pinup-style photography was born. It was called SuicideGirls.
They’re the girls next door - but more colorful and with better record collections.
SuicideGirls respond… in the best way possible.
The meeting place for people interested in alternative lifestyles.
SuicideGirls is as much about community as it is about naked photos of tattooed women.
SuicideGirls is redefining concepts of beauty across the globe.
