Home Actress Lisa Ray Instagram Photos and Posts – December 2017 Lisa Ray Instagram - Ever look at old pictures of yourself and think; I used to know her vaguely? Image @timleyes

Lisa Ray Instagram – Ever look at old pictures of yourself and think; I used to know her vaguely? Image @timleyes

Lisa Ray Instagram - Ever look at old pictures of yourself and think; I used to know her vaguely? Image @timleyes

Lisa Ray Instagram – Ever look at old pictures of yourself and think; I used to know her vaguely?
Image @timleyes | Posted on 05/Dec/2017 17:45:30

Lisa Ray Instagram – Coming up, a rare intersection of creativity and conversation I personally live for… The Girls Are Coming… Extraordinarily excited and honoured to get the opportunity to be in conversation with incandescent @tishanidoshi, my muse and inspiration of many years. #thegirlsarecomingoutofthewoods is a poetry collection which must be shared, repeated and released into a world that needs the burning/healing embers of Tishani’s words and the poetry of her movement. Happy happy to announce two Bombay showings of #girlsarecomingoutofthewoods. Stop 1: December 10 @ mehboob studios as part of the fabulous initiative ‘We the Women,’ and Stop 2: December 16 for the Times Lit Fest @ mehboob studios with poet-pixie fellow-mixie woman-of-my-heart Lisa Ray, 12pm. See you there 🦋 https://www.wethewomen.asia/ https://timeslitfest.com/
Lisa Ray Instagram – I was a crooked girl with a patchy pedigree and a taste for the discoloured corners of the soul. There’s more to it, of course, when you’re made of matter when bones and blood and marbled thighs can’t prevent drenching desires from flooding a world baptised by doubt. I used to think it very important to know how to debone Dover sole, then came across off duty waiters, who looked like all the damaged lovers I’d ever known. So I tried to straighten out by bending into the edges of things but the furies took it personally and withdrew their support of my deficiencies and everyone knows there’s no eulogy for beauty. I drank to uncommon ruin while a fire scorched footpaths in my head laying waste the eclipse of love by the thoughts that led me astray. Now I have become patience. Everyday I fail, I fall. I press bone on bone, bone on masonry and I don’t take it personally when the shop attendant leaves me to answer the phone. She knows there are no sacred egos. Now I am one of those. – lisaraniray @protestpoet

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