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This is fine

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I gave all my lovers wings,

Not because they deserved them,

But because I wanted them to.

I desperately wanted an angel.

I searched for it in anyone

And everyone

Who would look upon me,

Insignificant, monstrous me, 

And tell me what I wanted to hear. 

Sweet nothings,

Soft as feathers, 

Weigh as much 

As a ton of bricks, 

But melt away like candy floss

In the tears I've wept alone.

A love I desperately craved, 

I gave to others to hold 

Because I didn't know where you set it

Inside myself. 

Had no pedestal 

On which to place it, 

Because all the pedestals

Were full of people,

Not because they deserved them,

But because I wanted them to. 

But everyone is only human. 

We are not gods or monsters

But are all some sort of hideous beast in between,

Hideous and imperfect and incredible.

And so I'll take my god's hands,

I'll take within them this dreadfully, wonderfully human heart,

And I will put it to my monstrous lips.

And I will finally give it a home.

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The clouds are heavy,

Weighing down the horizon

With their gray anger.

I call out to them,

Begging them to cry their tears;

To cry mine for me. 

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The swallows chitter,

Their sweet chatter of summer,

High, high above me.

Wingtip to wingtip,

Moving together as one,

Two lovers soaring

In the setting sun.

Careening and tumbling,

They feast together.

Pure and true and free,

One turns, the other follows.

A free kind of love.

A love in the sky,

Golden honey turns amber,

Flashes off feathers.

Amber turns to ink,

They nestle in for the night,

Dreaming of morning. 

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Entre Lesse & Lomme

Shots from a hike along the Lesse & Lomme trail in May 2021

I feel like I’m still falling in love with my new camera at this point. Never before have I been so happy with my forest shots in terms of light & colour, and more importantly feel.

Can you feel the forest in these?

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Your backbone,

ridged like a line of splintered shields,

Littering the battlefield.

They reach up,

Jagged,

cracking the stoic horizon line,

The last thing a soldier sees 

before his tired breath escapes him.

Tell me

Who won the battle?

And who won the war?

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Do you hear me?

Clawing at your window,

Asking to come in?

Are you afraid

Of the tap-tap-tapping

On the windowpane?

The insistent scratch at the glass?

Do you hear me

Wanting

Longing

To be the shape at the foot of your bed?

Are you afraid

Of what I might do,

As I sit on your chest?

Are you afraid?

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I picture you in front of me.

I'd kiss your eyelids

So gently

And tell you

"You're enough."

Over and over again,

I'd murmur it right into your mouth.

But I worry

That once I tasted you,

I wouldn't be able to stop tasting you.

I'd dig my nails into the skin of your arms

And tell you

"You're mine. Tell me you're mine."

And dig and dig until you tell me

"I'm yours."

I crave to hear it

To know it

Deep in my bones,

Deep in the sticky depths of my guts.

I'm messy,

So messy,

And hungry,

So hungry.

Were you in my arms

I worry I'd devour you whole,

Swallow you all up until there's none of you left.

Mine,

One,

Us,

Together,

In the sticky depths of my guts.

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Higher to the stars

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I swear if you don’t unmute this I’m going to be really upset

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Wait for it..

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Knock loud, I’m home - Eric Tabuchi and Nelly Monnier

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Oh no!

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Raccoon watching a baseball game

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Growing up

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