I finally reach the best I’ll be Turning the words back into me For there’s no truth bespoke to hide It echoes both inside/outside Then, all I’m made…
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*Article published in CaFleureBon. Photos, editing, and collages by me. ——– “Where So alone The sky, blue with cicadas And the hard earth Exist, There The prodigy The perfect Capsules…
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*Article published in CaFleureBon. Collage, styling, and photography by me. edible iris drops from perfume.sucks Photo by dana of dana Before heading out to Esxence this year I gathered my senses, dove…
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Article published in CaFleureBon.com. dana- Untitled (look up) I always wondered what the air was like that day when some smart ‘un put feather to paper and started writing about…
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Article published in cafleurebon.com. Captain, You, who carry your destiny in the light of your eyes, Ever think of your sailor, wont of bread and wine? Captain, You, whose guilts…
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Article published in cafleurebon.com. Cracked mud and pool. Huntington Witherill Photography While others soar, And flap before They take to flight, I remember where to turn my might: The earth…
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Article published in cafleurebon.com. New York (sleep masks) by DAIDO MORIYAMA When you’re awake, you’re awake. When you’re asleep and you dream, the brain shuts off the wiring that makes…
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Article published in cafleurebon.com. Look, that is how, if you do not come, I shall crawl to my ending.—Rainer Maria Rilke Black-haired girl with high skirt (detail). Egon Schiele If…
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Article published in cafleurebon.com. Night time. Art by Michael Cho© You’re 5 years old and one morning you wake up suddenly understanding the inside of your brain—as if someone crawled…
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Article published in CaFleureBon.com. Aerial Ballet. Photo by Adam Pretty “Old people say that water passes, And under it, the rocks won’t strain; But nature, thought, again, surpasses- The rocks, although so…
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