project – Jennifer Summer

earth day — Nana used to say that she believed trees were people reincarnated, and you could tell what kind of person […]

52 weeks words + images | week thirteen

closed windows — It can be a heady thing, thinking of all the other potential lives that lie just outside your own. […]

for her — I have a vast collection of shells, many of which I didn’t even have to look for; they simply […]

move — These shoes are like coming home. Every day, I remind my body of what it can do and from where […]

wordless — Some days, my love for him swallows all words.© Jennifer Summer | 2015

sur la pointe — Aching bones, shooting pains through the arch of my foot, toes that bruised and bled. I was a […]

cage-free — He told her that her rib cage was big to accommodate the size of her heart. Without the confines of […]

milk — And we were the girls who were told we’d be ‘spoiled’ if we let anything inside us before marriage; a […]

immortal spirit — The 1937 edition of Webster’s Universal Unabridged Dictionary defines ‘soul’ as: a word common to the Teutonic languages; Grimm […]

growing out — It’s all still there, in your lungs; the living memory of every gasp you took in fear or elation […]