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Lethal Lonely Hearts On The Run. The risk is lower and the getaway is easier if we were remained apart, but we are going to go down no matter what. Public opinion has turned against us. Wanted dead or alive.   “Some day they’ll go down together; And they’ll bury them side by side, To a few it’ll be grief— To the law a relief— But it’s death for Bonnie and Clyde.” In April 1932, Bonnie Parker wrote ten poems that she grouped as ‘Poetry from Life’s Other Side.’ Bonnie continued to write her poems as the Barrow gang moved...

  Jumping out of bed. Shaken from a dream. Sweating off a fever. Coughing up your spit. Choking on my tongue. Bleeding out my wounds. Diving head first. Then silence.   Photos: Katie Krulock  Model/Writing: Sadie Shoaf 

Meeting in secret once I’m asleep behind the mill. I still go to our lookout. I catch you from the corner of my eye. Your just a fading idea now.   Photos: Katie Krulock  Models: Sadie Shoaf / Matt Wallenstein  Writing: Sadie Shoaf     

I pretend I am Vicki. Long dazzling hair dragging along my hips. Your hands squeezing me. I feel powerful. I have you again.   Photos: Katie Krulock  Models: Sarah Ackerman / Sadie Shoaf  Writing: Sadie Shoaf