clawin my way out the belly.

Photography by Haley Murphy. Lots of fuckery.

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We got married in our living room. Just like my grandparents did sixty-eight years ago. We had a little chocolate cake, a little key lime pie cake, and we drank champagne. All of this a little gift to my grandad before his cancer took over his body.

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Looking back by Stephanie Pharr

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I sing my sins from the top of my throat.

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Nandhini and Mary by Haley Murphy

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Good morning by Haley Murphy

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Haley by Kayla Socha

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Nandhini by Haley Murphy

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Kayla and Caley by Haley Murphy

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Stacktone Slims by Haley Murphy

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Dog Island III by Haley Murphy

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Dog Island II by Haley Murphy

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Dog Island I by Haley Murphy

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Cody’s 30th Dino Birthday by Haley Murphy

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“Spring Lines” collection by Haley Murphy

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Today I learned my grandfather’s treatment isn’t working and they have stopped them all together. 

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                                                   Sleeping In the Park

This morning, I woke up, decided against tea or coffee, got rushed to the airport, only to realize there is a big difference between Gate D1 and Gate D1A. I slept on the plane until turbulence took over. I didn’t order a drink. We landed. John picked me up. We went to his new house…

 John’ “new” house is probably over a hundred years. The ceilings are relatively high but the door ways are so short his partner Cody has to duck through them. Every room is painted a very dusty dessert color. There is copper everywhere. I am starving so I take John’s car to get breakfast for myself. His “car” is a tricked out black Xterra with heavily tinted windows and large holographic dead head/sacred geometry stickers on the side. It is essentially a large dark hot box.

 I ate at City O City, because it never does me wrong and then I became very tired.

 Sooooooooo tired.

 I don’t know if it was the carb rich vegan food, the weed, the sleepless nights or the altitude but I then decided to grab a blanket and my weird horseshoe shaped airplane pillow and join a bums favorite pastime. Sleeping in the park.