Wild Imaginations
dreams are juxtaposed in rapid interchanging scenes.beauty i can’t see an intrigue, and patently absurd the wild as i scream my lungs out till i’m fully awake b...
dreams are juxtaposed in rapid interchanging scenes.beauty i can’t see an intrigue, and patently absurd the wild as i scream my lungs out till i’m fully awake b...
Beauty lies not in the barren landscape with trees reaching for each other in the dark and against the whistling wind. Beauty is in wrapping the year and tossin...
November finds me prepared with pencils. backstory: You might have seen the image above, I’m reposting it, nonetheless. Because November is a time I reach for s...