e andrew bartel

e andrew bartel

scotland

All their teeth were biting emptiness new york out of many, one 1+1 salt, cedar, crash, and plum solitude slipping into black self the red machete moments my (broken) roman holiday disconnected scotland

their teeth were biting emptiness new york out of many, one 1+1 salt, cedar, crash, and plum solitude slipping into black self the red machete moments my (broken) roman holiday disconnected scotland