"I like your soul when it's shirtless 'Cause it's just like mine I like your hands when you're nervous And they're all over mine Show me under the surface And we could cross that line When you stop acting perfect
Baby, take off all your cool"

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"I like your soul when it's shirtless 'Cause it's just like mine I like your hands when you're nervous And they're all over mine Show me under the surface And we could cross that line When you stop acting perfect
Baby, take off all your cool"
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His daughter pulls on her father’s frayed dishdasha to go check the bees.
Today she doesn’t carry the smoke canister with her to the field.
She opens a tray while talking down their high whine, breaks off honeycomb
and rubs it over her face and hair, over white cloth, down to her feet.
Each of her hands holds the crumbling comb like a sponge while she waits for them.
When the first one comes she feels wings against her toes, a tongue unscrolling.
She wills herself not to laugh as the next alights on her neck, tickling
her hairs as it walks. Then they descend to shoulders, forearms, chest, thighs, eyes
she shuts—she feels the thousand tongues on the cloth. Feather-like wings churn
in her ears, rustle and hum with agitated talk. Never been so loved.
Her father’s alive, she’s a torch of burning bees, tears course across cheeks.
When her mother sees the apparition of bees walking towards their door
she falls on her knees. It is the end of the world. But when the angel
speaks with her daughter’s voice she’s not amazed. Mama, how do I end this?
Her mother brushes bees away from her eyes, pulls them from her hair and
undresses her child, hanging the winged dishdasha on the clothes line.
Carries her naked girl into the house to bathe. The bee-like angels
take all day to strip honey from the robe, return it to their tiered home.
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The Day the Beekeeper Died: Sulaymaniyah
David Sullivan
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Graphic - Henryk Fantazos
Blue lagoon
(📷: Umit Benan) Beautifully cut kaftan, incorporating kurta-like vents with a traditional thobe length. This elegant piece compliments the height of the model and I love how the slippers were matched to accents in his kufi 🔸
Paris...Damask rose
"I want to love me
The way that you love me
For all of my pretty
And all of my ugly too
I’d love to see me from your point of view"