Day Drinking in West Hollywood

This past January 6th, before I took off for India, model Afrika Sharif and 
I decided to day drink and see where we could end up. We drunk wandered all 
the way from Hollywood Western to West Hollywood for some nice shots before 
the sunset. The following is a poem I wrote later that night thinking about 
the human condition, captured by my expression in the photo above. 

 Who Are We? 

Ordinary is all we seek

Suppressed by praised silence

Of virtual worlds we see and speak

Thinking, not talking, of dreams and violence


Old hopes decay in human dust

Dropped on the floor in doubt

Would soar before in self trust

‘Don’t listen to them’ my mangled mind shouts

Published by Bry Ulrick

Photographer, poet, musician, lover of life

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