poetry. photography. storytelling.
a photo collab with Brittiany G of @Britts_LittleAdventures (instagram) Some days, I fear, My heart is ice, Beyond repair. Freezer burn envelope, Protecting the wounds, But prolonging healing, Of whole hearted living. There are days, I feel the fear soften, I feel the walls unthaw, I can feel the warmth. It's deceitful out there... Continue Reading →
she knows. she knows it's ptsd. she knows it's flashbacks. she knows it's not weakness, she knows, but it haunts and it breaks. she knows. what she needs to do. to drop all the lingerings of attachment, to maintaining structured stability, so she can run off into the jungle, so she can scream out her... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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