HENRY YOUTT 
writer & artist

The young, stupid beauty of people with too much time on their hands
These images are captured on a Nikon Coolpix 995. This particular model happens to be particularly screwed up. The following are entirely unedited stills taken at house parties over two weeks in October of 2019. Some images are cropped.


We ask the question with no comfortable answer

Laugh to fill the space it leaves


Where we will be is a betrayal of where we are



So we move our bodies around a lot


Collide into each other

Make disaster among us

Soon each of us will be a skyscraper

Unsuited for disaster
Maybe never the same city

Tonight we’ll let ourselves be something to remember


Go out kissing and screaming

Love until it’s deafening

Know that it’ll be the only thing
We’ll still hear


Years later


These shots in the dark

How stupid it is
How brilliant we are

These are the people I’ve fallen in love with



And when we dance


That’s all there is

Ever was

Ever will be


How rare and beautiful it is to even exist









The young, stupid beauty of people with too much time on their hands


We ask the question with no comfortable answer
Laugh to fill the space it leaves
Where we will be is a betrayal of where we are

So we move our bodies around a lot
Collide into each other
Make disaster among us
Soon each of us will be a skyscraper
Unsuited for disaster
Maybe never the same city

Tonight we’ll let ourselves be something to remember
Go out kissing and screaming
Love until it’s deafening
Know that it’ll be the only thing
We’ll still hear
Years later


These shots in the dark
How stupid it is
How brilliant we are

These are the people I’ve fallen in love with
And when we dance
That’s all there is
Ever was
Ever will be

How rare and beautiful it is to even exist