Day 1078, innocent. Day's pictures, Poetry A heritage sunken in darkened clouds grabs my roots to anchor me underneath to never see the sky innocent Nochrisis
Day 619 Day's pictures Landing Under Water, I See Roots All the things we hide in water hoping we won’t see them go (forests growing under water press against the ones we know) and they might have gone on growing and they might now breathe above everything I speak of sowing (everything I try to love). by Annie Finch