Beautiful | Annihilating
Day turns to night and the light fades to the dark shades of a cobalt pencil. We land and I am whisked through the night in a black S class Mercedes, cameras at my feet, windows aglow in skyscraping homes, the nameless eyes of people I don’t know, lights of a city that outshine the stars …
Hong Kong | February, 2011
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating
~ Sylvia Plath