Storytelling & Photography
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Fangs
“Most people are like sheep.Nice, harmless creatures who want nothing moreThan to be left alone so they can graze.But then of course there are wolves.Who want nothing more than to eat the sheep. But there’s a third kind of person.The sheepdog. Sheepdogs have fangs like wolves.But their instinct isn’t predation.It’s protection.All they want,What they live…
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pt ii. day dreams of uk: london
pt 2 of a collab with Brittiany, (instagram: @britts_littleadventures) paired best with part 1: liverpool London. like waves of the ocean tide, when the possessing anger dissolved back into the sea side, another craving stole my attention- london. playful, curious, bold London, where the…
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pt 1. day dreams of uk: liverpool
i had a dream once, back in twenty-fifteen, that i would runaway to liverpool amidst a burning internal anger. without knowing a damn thing, i imagined this would be the city to channel my souls angst. i’d show up with just enough cash, to pick up leather + jean clothing, ripped and torn, with punk…
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old dream, second look.
I had this dream, A run away, To Desi tropical coast, An ashram, Bundled in the tree tops, Ocean mirage, While I immerse in yogic stance. I imagined, Bleached platinum hair hidden, Purple Hairdye That would dissolve when it was time to go. Four weeks? I liked the sound of eight weeks. In this space,…
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Stay Open
“I need you to stay open,” Whispered the moon. I choose to ignore, Sensing the pull, That takes me to seclusion. “Stay brave,” she insisted, Speaking to the broken edges, Wishing to inspire. But you see, Foolish enthusiast, You cannot out run the truths of the mind. They taught me well. The lessons they burned,…
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