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18 August 2011 @ 04:35 pm
Nothing and Everthing  
I keep finding little things I've written that I haven't looked at in a while and it blows my mind that I wrote that and can't remember doing it.


We told ourselves we'd see the world
Move the land sideways and up
Now we just capture it in glass
Let the light shine through
Fantasmic colors on our face

And this...

““… and she told me that the sunshine is like her water and the wind is her coat. In the mornings she goes outside and rubs the water off the leaves between her hands and draws images on the dirty windows. There are layers and layers of old drawings on top of each other. I guess she has lots of good mornings like that.”

Ice clinks and resettles as it melts in our glasses with hand-painted daisies on them.

“Tomorrow she said I could come over and we’ll walk through Mr. Tillman’s cornfield and redress his scarecrow. I think tomorrow is going to be a good day.”

I want to build this. So badly.

Z.perscutdoranges on August 19th, 2011 10:44 am (UTC)
I want that! It looks so badass!!