They eat, and they eat, and they eat.
They grow, and they grow, and they grow.
I imagine them this way: One girl’s hunger stirs the other’s appetite. The more one eats, the more the other craves. So they eat, and eat, and eat. Lips crashing up and down like violent waves, tearing through hangers, sofas, sunglasses, lipstick, platform heels, trucks, teakettles, bike chains, flower petals, throw pillows, tractors, diamond rings, lightbulbs, glowing screens, power cords, jean jackets, and flesh.
Left: Eat // Right: Sleep
Left: Enough // Middle: Mine // Right: Salvation
Left: Lion! /// Center: Tiger! /// Right: Bear!
Left: Boom. Boom. // Middle:Play Nice // Right: Wake Up
Left: Oh My // Right: Protect Her
Left: Grow /// Center: Treat Me Like The Animal I Am /// Right: Mine
From Left to Right:
Protect Me // Just one More // Work Life Balance // Up, Up // Bathtub Mary // Grow Up // I'm Home // Lake Michigan
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