at last

my love has come!
ok, not really.
at least not in the way you'd imagine

let me introduce you to my new obsession




i think i might call her agnes.

:) makes my heart happy

I A M E X H A U S T E D ! ! !

& i h o p e s h e l o v e s i t !

well actually i know she'll love it.

Happy Birthday Angie! if this isn't telling of our love, well...i don't know.

Thanks to Mama Bean for her patience and sewing skills and support and for not kicking us out and not yelling at us and loving us inspite of how ridiculous our ideas seem and for helping us make our visions reality. we love you!

writing in the sky

that is what you were to me

your breath it rushes and fills my lungs

i need some time. for nothing.
these days. writing feels forced. lacks creativity. sounds bad.
ugh.

Elephants is beautiful.
heavy heart-wrenching makes you want to cry for hours beautiful

i have nothing else to say

safe as it sounds

you inspire me.
2am, almost, & i'm thinking of how the light falling softly on your face reminds me of small children running in the summer rain just across the border seven years ago. & how the smell of american spirit is lingering in my hair like notes of a coltrane song. long. smooth. strong. old soul. these scarlet walls and dark wood floors never heard such things. still, remain unchanged. but i'm not the same girl i was 'round 11pm.
better that way.