I smell the world
When I brush against you, I leave the powder of my existence on your sleeve, your finger.
Read Moreimagination experiments of a stardust yogini
When I brush against you, I leave the powder of my existence on your sleeve, your finger.
Read Moreone-eyed susans in flagstaff desert with dead trees
Read MoreI love how my group blog is turning out, it’s getting really creative! I love riding my bicycle into the sunset, smelling the fresh desert air, coming across places where water has touched the earth and the smell of damp clean clay is all around, I love sage. I love salad. I love Pure Camu, […]
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