I Miss Winter Already by DeeAshley Via Flickr: WTX (January 2020)
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I Miss Winter Already by DeeAshley Via Flickr: WTX (January 2020)
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Take Me For A Ride (Santa Cruz, CA 2011 instameet)
Before the spark In my father's eye Upon first sight of my mother, I was here. After the tear In my daughter's eye Upon first sight of my grave, I will be here. Between spark and tear, This life with its walls and roof And floor and shadows, Of my own creation. Soon enough It will be time To climb out from Within these bounds
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“Something unpronounceable followed by a long silence points out my life is becoming a landscape.”
— Mary Ruefle, The Adamant (thanks, riskywiver) (via proustitute)
.that is how i fell apart.
- I remember sunsets and the silent silhouettes along the shoreline. - I remember the forest full of secrets. - I remember an unfinished thought; scared and trembling inside. - I remember the faces that forgot how to smile. - I remember those hot & sticky endless Texas nights. - I remember my first day after my life was cut short. - I remember forgetting how to cry when I fell victim to unquenchable solitude. - I remember the tears - I remember so much, yet I have forgotten the most sacred things. . . , The things that hold us together. - And that is how I fell apart