day by day
dreams
swell from their starch pillow husks,
gold-drenched and shimmering, and
rise like the souls of martyrs,
after the lions,
after the salt,
to clutter the universe
anew.
night stales between shadows
snuffed flat
by the gathering lights.
"mine is a story in bloom"
About Me
- ~simply stephanie~
- Stephanie is an admittedly messy person, she is flawed and loved. In between coffee and chaos and black and white, she sometimes pretends she has her life together, just for kicks. But secretly she kind of likes being a mess because thats when grace swoops in and makes its happy home.
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