her neck is most important, you decide
and this, with the meeting of the veins,
you play on violins
my writing is all the same.
my thoughts provide armour against sleep
but what, but your arms, could be armour for the sleeping?
and what turtle shells we crawl through
could feel the same as armour while we are asleep?
hello
my name is rose. i take photos at rosekuo.org. i write. i collect thoughts here.
this place is for my notes on photography, poetry, prose, creations, discoveries, movement, daily, thoughts, and other rose-like things. some more things i find funny and/or impactful can be found @tigerosesee my work:
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