52 weeks words + images | week four
growing out — It’s all still there, in your lungs; the living memory of every gasp you took in fear or elation […]
shooting arrows at the sky
out of my way you missed with your magic out of my way you see, you missed with your magic out of […]
living blood
My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing. – Rainer Maria Rilke | The Book of […]
skipping beats
skipping beats — This is a divine darkness that they pulse back and forth between them. The goosebumps that run a circle […]
52 weeks words & images | week two
time travel — Go deep within and sprint back toward her in your mind; the girl child self. Watch her from a […]
what my body was made for
My body was made to move. Lean child legs painted maps of escape through dense woods; abused toes stood en pointe, calf […]