She’s a wilting flower
and she wants to measure the sky
She wants to feel the sweat of the clouds between her fingers
smell the stale, oncoming rain… 132 more words
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Breathe in experience, breathe out poetry
On a deathly hollow, starless, lifeless night, I would find myself staring into the galaxy, beady eyed looking for answers. I accepted that your eyes held the soul of the planet .
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Photography by Steve daPonte
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FORCE OF HABIT
Colour photograph. 2015. Nikon D-90.
©Máximo Aláez 2017.
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