Category Archives: Jürgen Heymann

Full moon over Brooklyn Full moon over Brooklyn graywhite marbleclouds and the moon like a spotlight in the dark, like a stage setting of the night. Lights like dreams of young girls and black clouds like razorblades of reality. Blurred Continue reading Full moon over Brooklyn by Jürgen Heymann→

Like dying footsteps of a Jesus Lizard Like a Union Pacific boxcar in the middle west like a shadow on the Kilimanjaro like a shot in the Bavarian forest’s 150 years ago like a Navajo in a sandred hogan in Continue reading Like dying footsteps of a Jesus Lizard→