Poem by Jake Tringali

 

(no) fur

“Crack” behind tree
Please give me
Ground to run
Paw wet, wounded
Exhausted

Stalker closes in
Veer downhill
Now wounded
Gain speed
Through the ravine

Close to rivers
Lower antlers
Sanctuary
Speed burst
Now thirst

Hot pain, wet fur
Cry out in anger
Now hurt
Far away rivers
Lower antlers

Ground moving slower
Day becomes darker
Now stop
Noise betrays men
Twigs broken

 

Photography © Allison Goldin
Photography © Allison Goldin

 

Born in Boston, Jake Tringali has lived up and down the East Coast, then up and down the West Coast, now back in his home city and runs rad restaurants. He is currently dating a mohawk punk rocker who is studying for a Masters in Physics, once worked for the CDC, toured with Motorhead and used to be a professional wrestler. So there.

Allison Goldin is an artist living in Cambridge. Her work is a collection of spontaneous drawings from the imagination. The most common link throughout her art are the semi-recognizable creatures scattered amongst and bringing together the surrounding doodles. She is currently studying Illustration at The School of Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.

 

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