your electric chrysanthemum skin

your electric chrysanthemum skin

I want to know who you are.I want to lick the dusty specks from my car window as we drive alongat a thousand metres a moment.I want to embrace meand I want to embrace you.Light dopples my skin to be dalmationed.I laugh from my heart and see my Ribcage being opened,my...
together

together

my little sister mookyI have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts,then there is no hurt, but only more love.~ Mother TeresaSometimes we annoy each other…sometimes we press each other’s buttons…Somtimes I get all know-it-all on your assand...

you know it’s good

when there are photographs of goddessesspilled around the floorand you are lying amongst themcrying spilling tears all over the carpetbecause somewhere insideit all makes sense to youand seeing these images of goddessesreminds you of something you can’t quite...