from the poem Ode to the Sky
by Evan Dunn
when you
love
you are
a cage for the freest
Photo by Katy Porte
when you
love
you are
a cage for the freest
Photo by Katy Porte
posted by Drunk n Sailor at
10:45 PM
Infer: This is a moment. This is a resembled movement. A document a drawing a low blow a fuck. We sift oceanic bewteen what happened and the dream. We drunk and fumble. We are aesthetically pleasing. We are floating out.
posted by Drunk n Sailor at
10:45 PM
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