The writer is alone

in his cabin in the woods

in the kitchen:

there are grapefruits in the basin

bread on the basket

milk in the icebox

a pen on the table

paper on the floor

and a gun in the drawer.

–Words and photography by Teegee Villanueva



Notes on a Suicide (Poetry)


Let me linger for a moment

Let me remember

Let me find wisdom in the waves

Let me drown in it.


I can hear the water curling at the seams

pockets, pockets, full of stones

a walk, a hop, a body it seems

floating lifeless in the water

and lifeless it drifts to shore

Words and photography by Teegee Villanueva