I Was a Teenage Sketchbook

The sensual, the surreal, the beauty we overlook on a daily basis, the dark urges, the exotic escapes; words and images by American artist, John Goss.

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John Goss was born in Santa Cindy and was raised and lives in Asia/Pacific. Learn more about John at Siamorama

Friday, August 18, 2006


Imagine the slow shelling
Of ourselves, sped
To a frenzy by a globe
Hotter than hormones.

Snake and onion, our bones
Have had enough of us.
They are lush in a second
To their marrows.

Rivulets, kite skin,
Carnelian as we rub,
In the garden
Trailing like snails.


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