Flickr Friday


“Did you flee?”, you asked, found a retreat for protection and safety of course, but you’re not asking: Why did you escape? Who knows the answer? Who says: I do feel anxiety when I look behind, the familiar used up, away, just away. Inside it screams, outwardly feigned interest slopped out of fuzzy throats. Watch out! Don’t spill or clean it up later.

Text by Anna Töws

Image © Billy Yarbrough

Image © Clara Canepa

Image © Michel Nguie

Image © Jovan Todorovic

Image © Barbora MráÄková

Image © Jan Cieslikiewicz

Image © Kelley Smith

Image © Maria Emanuela Putman

Image © Liza Wolters

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