Dec 14, 2021
- waiting, a feeling of vulnerability wading through the air as you walk, the air feels like a physical thing, like syrup or some kind of thinned jelly i pretend that the syrup is spiced and lovely, the jelly a festive cranberry orange but will it lift my spirits? #sometimesileavemyhouse #FortyTwos #sometimesithinktoomuch #poetry #festivedepressive (at Chicago, Illinois) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXeSwrglwHY/?utm_medium=tumblr