#sweetphee

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“Risk” by Anaïs Nin, flowers shot by me in Montreal last winter (2019)

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some of my favorite paintings by Georgia

Ladder to the Moon,1958 ; Datura and Pedernal, 1940; Jimson Weed, 1936

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i am here now writing this (I, Yours, Today)

I, holding the scales

I, blindfolded in optimism

I, like her, that came before me

uncatalogued, free from the tainted tones

I, Venus disguised in slacks, 

sometimes, hers, sometimes, mine

I, Aphrodite in Greenpoint

I, yours, for now

in this extended moment

I believe in love, again.  

(May 2018, NYC)

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DRIED ROSES HANGING IN OCTOBER...

so many conversations left hanging like the dried flowers on my door,

tired and faded,

I still listen for traces of you, 

chasing dreams grown just yesterday...

who will fit in this small space of light I’ve left open in my beating heart?

brightness defined so differently as the seasons change...

on my own time, now, I smell the eucalyptus fresh and potted,

I burn myself in love, with no lips to call my own but mine,

I light flames to feel the heat, 

melting into yesterday,

it feels so good to lie here...

(October 2017, NYC) 

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We The People, July 2019

My response to whether I should amend or abolish the US Constitution, if I had the power... 

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to live is to love and to love is to change 🏹🌹 continuous thoughts on love @ sweetphee.tumblr.com

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untitled, february 2018 (NYC)

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(via https://open.spotify.com/track/0of1vQS51irW6dsNud1eXW)