In short poems and photographs, Rp Verlaine and New York Model Natalie Lane, tell a doomed love story that begins in a bar and is navigated in bedrooms and city streets. Rp Verlaine uses lean economical lines to tell the story that have both edge and humour: Throwing out / all the porn I can't hide / before she visits. The two lovers speak in terse sentences, sometimes playful often aloof. Intimate thoughts take an almost interior monologue type of perspective: Alcohol / our answer to everything / until it's not. Yet, these short terse lines are often amusing as they are self-deprecating-: As she pours hot wax / I'm convinced I will date / someone normal next. In the end, the lovers find the journey not without its pleasures but difficult to sustain: Another argument / ends in her screaming / until a taxi arrives

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