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Adey πŸ‡³πŸ‡¬  Dog mom 🐢 Sloth lover Cupcake connoisseur πŸ“ LA

I love the way women look at each other -
into their eyes and down to their mouths.
(raw shot by @brialysse)

How can we only love colors in paintings
But not in society?

When the flowers stop growing
and the balance of light heathers
and I can feel the land begging
for quiet, for solace
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..My heart has but no choice
to listen, to listen- shh..
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Can you hear the delicacy of summer
twist and bend her golden ring
tucking warmth under her luscious skins?
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Can you fall into the shape of autumn
her tawny port, her lemon curry
knowing that with interlude comes change?
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Can you accept, you too,
(your heart that is)
is always twisting and bending
balancing light upon a spectrum?
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May you trust the change.

Sometimes I make my bed at 3pm only to unmake it several hours later.
Seems foolish, but there is fulfillment in the unfolding of sheets regardless of how many hours it was tidy.
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My bedside clock tells the wrong time - typically a differential of 17 minutes. I know this, but there's something addictive about subtracting minutes.
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The number 12 appears to me in several forms throughout the day and I'm convinced it's a spirit angel whispering "I love you's" upon a glance, begging me to pause and take a deep breath.
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And yet everyday, we try so very hard to make sense of time, and the meaning of its construct. We attempt to justify routines, the past, the pauses... But time is not responsible for any of these. We are.

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I was walking to lunch as usual when I heard that loud noise. It was a car horn mixed with a horrifying sound of a scream. I saw a red car stopped at the pedestrian crossing and someone lying in front of it. After I recovered from the shock, I ran there to see who was hurt. I kneeled in front of the body to see if he was still alive. He was badly hurt. There was blood everywhere. Then I saw his face...
He had my face. Exactly the same, as if we were twins. I was petrified with fear and confusion when I heard the second noise. I turn around and there was a car coming towards me. Fast. I could only identify the color. It was red.
#luciddreaming

Her

Twelve messages sit unread
swimming obscure intentions
I ignore like a derailment
running free from its tracks.
Wildfires sedate me into oblivion
and I soak into their jungle
of wispiness and privilege.
I cut my roots from conversation
and drink nature's colors like fine wine,
letting my insides ferment with trees.

I'd swear I was born for solitude,
scratching crowds like fleas,
breathing in silence like my last.
Weeping with rain,
Burning with sun,
I am earth's tongue.

Little Red Riding Hood grew up.

Devil sly, she's
Always behind with
Velvet hushes that
Abseil down her
Fragile lucidity.
Survived only by
Perfumed thoughts
Of gardens and
Overripe grapes
That pucker helplessly.
Raw for the godly lips
That will save them
From their opacity.

WHAT A JOURNEY. I'm so grateful to have reached this milestone in academia. I couldn't have done it without the support of my family, friends who have become family and THE craziest cohort that I got the absolute pleasure of learning with and from. We did it!!! Cheers, Class of 2017 πŸ₯‚πŸΎπŸŽ‰πŸŽ“

When your Master's graduation ceremony is tomorrow but you remember you're still not done with school😩 #PHDnext #whenwillthisend @stephbyoon @ritz_flores

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