Carl Harp
Carl Harp is in prison in Walla Walla, Washington.
— From May 1977
Photography
Drawings By Carl Harp 126-516
Being is my every breath, the truth I bathe in; Reality is my all even when it tears at me behind these walls. I will not look away, I have seen all the games, and though I am not perfect (who is?) I am not needing those things for they are not lasting.
May 1977
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