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all photos by Sean Mathis

mission city

“When I land on the shoulder where the waves meet the ocean. Will the tide start to rise from the tears in your eyes…”

illinois

“Look out the window, walk on the water. A royal wedding, a doctor’s daughter. The colder weather, not what I’m use to. A brand new place that I could come home to…”

Two weeks

“Two weeks I’m coming home. I’ve been away for so damn long. Things I don’t have to say, but we should put them all away…”

 
 

“this dark velvet mind, finally covered my eyes, took a blanket of stars, took a lot of my life; I had it all wrong, thought I could make it seem right; cut out the light, and let the darkness in…”

“there’s no use handing out, fuel for all this drought; wildfire across the plains, spread out to lack of rain; sometimes a year ago, is two hearts that just said no…”

“I’m okay, you inside and I am waiting, final touch deliberating, take that flight at seven am, mainline everything before we go…”

“the dinner bell, buildings rise, smoke has crowded, the window light, is barely shining, a tired sky, the streets are lightning…”

“call it running, we’ve stayed broken, forget the reason, the cage ain’t open anymore; how do we get out, how did I get to your door…”

“but you’re headed back to LA, and I never got your name, desperately hoping for something, to tear me away…”

“I tried doing something knowing nothing, walked a line never knowing where I’d go…”

'“I tried to fly, I tried to drown, wanted the same things, I took the lower ground; I go back there, deep streets that we had found, they’re still passing through, like Dallas blues…”

“I feel the evil in the street tonight and this can't wait ‘till morning, she said she’d see me for the last time, a man like me was meant to die in the line…”

“never to be worried, go write another story, cap side of the country, touch down in the morning, think of me and call…”

 
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