Christ Of The Ozarks Statue 8/11/77. Seventh From Vacation Series.

My grandmother at a wedding. She was always so beautiful.

Memphis, TN. 1970s.

My great-uncle. Memphis, mid-1970s.

Memphis, TN. Early 1970s. Great-grandmother in center, and my dad in those fly-ass checkered pants.

Untitled.

A relation of my grandmother's. Presumably TN or KY. Circa 1948.

A poem of mine over at @txtobjx -- such a lovely journal <3

The beautiful room is empty

Where is the body that continues to live after reading through the prayers of childhood?

Where is the body that empties itself every morning, hoping to remain empty?

Where is the body that passes by the doorway to the beautiful room, wringing

its terrible hands, consumed with entering? Where is the body that never forgets?

Jonathan May 07 22 16

May 29, 1982.

From my father's family vacation to Hawaii. Circa 1975.

Jon writes poetry

And he'd love if you read it!

I write poetry!

My mother’s parents. Both so beautiful.