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Jules of Nature
Sweet Seals For You, Always
we're not kids anymore.

JBB: An Artblog!
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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almost home
Game of Thrones Daily

pixel skylines
NASA

JVL
dirt enthusiast

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
trying on a metaphor
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todays bird

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@makhee
I want to send you a poem.
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Six year old you is sitting across you, Look at her there: Arms flung, eyes dug into the skies
Male voice in the headset: “It’s time you slowly walk towards her Be gentle, don’t rush though the dry leaves Don’t be stern, like yourself She won’t know how to be, remember?
Get closer to her, Be a friendly adult stranger”.
Hello
She is staring at my face as if I am a strange creature at the zoo, I know that grin: it’s a sheepish expression of wonder. How much I loved that grin, no one understood what happened behind. Should I try doing that again? I also like this hand thing, I am doing
Well, then. Anyway.
Hello, little one. How is the day?
She collects herself in the perfumed woollens, it’s her mother’s smell
that sits under the cookie jar on the kitchen mantlepiece. I can hear the toffee wrapper crunching under her green frock, She probably has ten more of those in her pocket.
I sit closer to her, she is more alarmed than, I am
Male voice in the headset: “Remember, five minutes... Do exactly as you wanted to”
I take myself into my arms and smell, everything familiar that chokes my throat with a punch of temperatures and voices and
Touch, of my favourite bed sheet that I would rub my feet over until I fell asleep.
She looks up at me and, is confused. She seems almost offended by my hug.
She sits back and hops on to her toes and begins to run back into her house
Where it’s time for dinner.
Male voice in the headset: Well, you tried.
When I grow up, I wanna be a conceptual artist, make bad art movies.
If I was a rich girl, na na na na..na...
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