Jun 17, 2017
“ some days you stand still for hours, staring right through the window and those are the day you don’t feel like sugarcanes, you feel like a SWAMP - like the empty parts of you could open up and fill with still water, like your broken bones could crack and give way to reeds and weed and moss. disease would breed in your waters, but it would not harm you, for you gave birth to it, you nurtured it, you fed it the way your mother fed you backhanded teachings and hard-shelled love songs. ” // triggering content. est. june 2017. written by ali.
