Two-day-old writing on the soles of my feet; faintly green wrists; making myself sick with wishes.
I typed up what I wrote in August ("This is the prayer I never prayed..."), and it was earnest but bad.
I feel like a fake girl today.
Also, did I ever tell you about the monster under my bed? I never got around to reselling it on Amazon, and now it's looking at me again. Ponders smashing versus reselling.
very eerie... I LIKE IT!
ReplyDeleteespecially the sick with wishes part.
Very dark & intriguing...
ReplyDeleteI don't really know what to say.
I'm absolutely speechless.
ReplyDeleteTell me more.
ReplyDeleteQ - About the monster, or? Well, I threw it off my deck and most of it broke. I yanked out some wires. I'm keeping the glass part of it to write on. Like a slate! So it will tell me where I am instead of how I'm feeling.
ReplyDelete"making myself sick with wishes"
ReplyDeleteI can't tell you how many times I do that.
I do the sick with wishes thing too!
ReplyDeleteLighting is fantastic on these photos.
Beth - Thank you! I'm really pleased with it too; it's all natural light.
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