The Soft Dive Of Oblivion

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[prairienowhere]

hey strangers

[weltenwellen]

“I feel I’m getting elusive again. I feel the floating, the absence of an anchor, the absence of solidity, integration. I feel diffuse. Lost.”

— Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947

[prairienowhere]

mi sueño me sostiene.

[prairienowhere]

[prairienowhere]

[prairienowhere]

Who are you? I'm so curious

Who do you want me to be?

[prairienowhere]

Have yourself a merry little Christmas.

[prairienowhere]

Autumn mood.

[prairienowhere]

Come catch me.

[prairienowhere]

Roadside fruit stand apricots, windows down, sun setting through the mountain peaks.

[body5000-deactivated20180929]

im 12 years old sitting on my bed reading it’s midnight it’s summer my window is open the crickets are very loud but very soothing my room smells dusty and warm and no one else exists. im 12 years old. the feeling never goes away.

[prairienowhere]

[prairienowhere]

I knew you In the harsh realm

[prairienowhere]

This will do.

[prairienowhere]

Everything diminished to gradients

[prairienowhere]

Flying along the edge of everything

[prairienowhere]

One last dusting of freckles before the fall