Howl at the moon. Percolate under the stars. Stare straight at her, unashamed. She is consistently inconsistent. Sometimes, doesn’t show up to her own party. Her truth paints the world deep green, the bottom of the ocean blue. Giggles reflect off the snow scattered branches. Dancing through the shadows. Bathe in her. Be new. Be full.
Kailie Knutzen
Opmerkingen