He said,
"It's like the grass that grows
between the cracks of ghetto street
relentless, in spite of and everlasting"
I said,
"Baby, Damn you got lyrics"
I want it hard, mystical,
tender and correct
Without expectations
Yet all of them met
Pulp Magazine
Photographer: Geoff Barrenger
Model: Olga Maliouk
Makeup: Hung Vango
Nails: Julie Kandalec
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