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We absorb our surroundings so quickly, the patterns of people, traffic, buildings, destruction, hate, love. This movement imprints into...

Evening rose, dawned evening light shedding through petals on the cusp adieu I'm so enamored by translucent fabric. Scientifically it is...

Seeping outside of frame and painted in memories, gold gilded and etched into the minutiae details that stretch acorss The horizons of...

I often intend to become as brave as I want to be but I feel my words stuck well, they're more like aggressively resisting, as if they're...