His new house.

His new house.


His resistings

wounded and cut,

a penetrative shaming gaze,

it once chased and cornered me.

silvers of desire,

red in the grey,

a hard knife through butter.


sweet


wood-fired flower

wood-fired flower


Darcy’s another approach to the fish bowl.


honey did my hair…..

honey did my hair…..


eye make up

eye make up


This would be my rock.

This would be my rock.


My bedroom at Haystack.

My bedroom at Haystack.


Honey is here ~~~~
@home with me!

Honey is here ~~~~

@home with me!


Darcy and fish.


Birds fight



people keep sitting on my clean green chair with their dirty dusty pants. 

people keep sitting on my clean green chair with their dirty dusty pants. 


Semester just started. burnt out and unmotivated already. 

What’s wrong with me!!!!