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Happy Mardi Gras

I was trapped in a box in downtown LA in the dark i heard a lark say let me out i remembered the oak trees the smell of magnolias lining the streets the guy with […]

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No model, no problem

There’s a corner in my house that gets such beautiful light. Upon return from the frozen tundra which is the North East, I’m doing rituals to wrap my heart back around the sun. One was […]

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