consider those times that you hold close to yourself, dear
and who you were with.
how the words rolled off his tongue like thick smoke
yet how suffocation didn't follow,
just a warm sense of surrounding.
consider that last afternoon
when chalk dust covered your hands
and laughter still rang through your ears.
consider how happy you were, dear.
i know i've been gone forever.
it's good to be home, yet i leave again soon.
i've been enjoying the summer and creating memories that i shall hold with me forever
hope you are all well
hand-model: court. more from this series to come.
explore #8 and FRONT PAGE on july 18th!
thank you all so much