reaching hands for the sky.
3:00 am 13 notes
April 14 2014
out where the fog dances with the trees.
1:39 pm 2 notes
April 13 2014
“relentless wanderings left as abandoned boots in a crumbling house of
like the breasts you never wanted to keep,
stitched with you
in a vessel that keeps on breathing.
no matter how many times you thought it would crash, head first
as you’d reluctantly pour out another courtesy.
little do they know.
little do they know,
the weight crushing those bleeding toes,
into the most tenacious wine.
and the flesh you left behind,
while dancing like moss
on the rock in the rain’s fall.
the sweet water pouring down the basket of your tongue,
tracing thread to the pit of needles in your stomach.
finding their purpose all the same,
for the torn fabric of skin you saw burned up alive,
in the midst of all the lies.
1:36 am 3 notes
March 19 2014
i made something,
VEGAN SWEET POTATO FALAFEL THINGS.
side step, sautéed spinach with onion, toasted coconut, spices and lemon juice.
yum yum for your tum tum.
1:54 am 2 notes
March 9 2014
if any one out there is looking for a beautiful story in which to be submerged, The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman is my most high of recommendations at the moment.
first book that i ever finished and truly wanted to start over again.
11:45 pm 2 notes
March 1 2014
the ocean at the end of the lane
a year and a half of neglect on the top shelf procures quite the science project;
dead and lovely kombucha cultures.
3:54 pm 1 note
February 21 2014
*a freshly chopped bangs appreciation selfie*
3:08 am 6 notes
February 21 2014
i swallowed a handful of sparks, drew the bridge and beat the drums with a coloured brush.
2:00 pm 3 notes
February 9 2014
“Come quick, You Light that knows no evening… come, alone to the alone!
There are a thousand half-smiles well worth leaving for to take your madness home,
And You dance inside my chest where no one sees You,
But sometimes I see You.
2:52 am 1 note
February 6 2014