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wings and roots don’t go together.
starfish don't have brains.
shrimp's hearts are in their heads.
one that loves and one that kills,
there are two in everything.

Last Monday

bonfire this weekend
burning some things
dress slipping
u-haul on speed-dial 
won’t be seeing you

The Open Road

That place was a dull informatory. You were dead or dying or something like it. You never opened your eyes or that thing in your chest that somehow still beats and pumps blood. It’s getting dark out here. A car sped by some while ago. I watched its headlights dim. Better get walking.

Flowers in Paris

A sad carnival roamed through that graveyard. I’d read things about dirt and farming. Desolate soil kills everything. I once killed a cactus. Our hands were covered in mud, no seed and no well in that desert. Only that dead cactus.

Tribute Friday: The Art of Tattoo.

 ♥♥♥Tattoo♥♥♥ 

sometimes life needs a little color.

“Life reveals your tattoos to you through experience, but you were born with them." 
-Laura Santana

♥Julie Becker♥

Much love,

♥

Happy Friday!

xoxo

Campfire notes

nothing
like sleeping under
the stars. drifting,
sea grass,
purple shells.