MADE OF EARTH

One Day I Will Be Composed Of Nothing But Flowers & Ferns. My Soul- Free As The Ocean Wind. My Name Will Swim Through Tree Leaves & My Hair Will Be Forever Tangled In A Mess Of Rusted Stones ***** Less Human, More Being *****

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[yousaveeveryonebutwhosavesyou]

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dont read if youre prone to panic

I cant quite catch the thought, that is twirling around in my head. It feels as if, its just out of reach.. floating just beyond my brow line. when i concentrate really hard, i cant place a single point on in. As if it senses me, trying to grab it by the tail and hold it down. It races faster, until the thought doesnt feel like a thought anymore. It spirals. Alive. A whirlwind, down behind my ears, tickling the follicles that hold my sideburns to my head. It trickles down the small space between my spine and esophagus,  until it reaches my heart. It flutters, racing as fast as it can. Pulling at the veins that enclose my pulsating blood under my skin. Bitter, as is drips into my stomach. The air in my lungs becomes poison. Unsafe to stay inside it blows out and i suck, fast to refill it with something usable, something i can swallow. But I cant. Pinching the tiny hairs on my ankles and clenching my toes and fists. Things go dark, or blurry, i cant quite tell. 

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photographer: cristina gareau

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I wrote a poem when i was younger. It was meant to be about my death. About the freedom of being absolute. But when i read over it today, it is just about me, and who i am now. 

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to be honest i am a little stuck between who i was before and who i am trying to be.  stuck stuck stuck

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Francesc Miralles (Catalan, 1848–1901)

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Vicente Romero Redondo (Spanish, b. 1956)

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Francesc Miralles (Catalan, 1848–1901) 

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i used to have so much more to give. to everyone.  now i can hardly give myself an inch. 

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The stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they’re watching me. — H. Murakami. No better company to keep. 📷: @mortendodson #upknorth #getoutofthecity (at Norway) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7kP6yRAcdT/?igshid=1bg2uw4sqnfkq

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Winter weekends kept close to the wood stove. 📷: @sugarhousehomestead #upknorth #getoutofthecity (at Vermont) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8CEkZXgzri/?igshid=1i6n61sjoz0bk

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deluge is coming