Cory Borisko
Manifesto
Black stockings. Legs crossed. Leaning against the headboard. Her cinnamon thighs, reveal moonlit shadows. Exposed breasts gently rising and falling. An empty bottle of Beaujolais sits on the nightstand. His cigarette burns forgotten in an ashtray. He focuses the camera. Her body is a manifesto.
on the battlefield
digging through his rucksack
for a long lost book
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