part one

apartment is clean. colors pop in the kitchen.
new reds, dark purples, soft browns, and simple blues.
toning is in process. there's grave desire to prosper.
grave concern of self explosion.
a darkroom created in a small sink.
an old clothes hanger holds finished tones carefully.
the photographs drip, drip, swinging slightly from the breeze through the open window.
the drips from inside match the melting drips from outside.
pounding together with the jazz rap playing.

Playlist for this post:

Miss Me ft. Lil Wayne - Drake

Superstar ft. Matthew Santos - Lupe Fiasco

We'll Be Alright - Travie McCoy