akcebrae: what wakes you up?
akcebrae: could it be the soft gaze
akcebrae: navigate
akcebrae: sacred territory
akcebrae: flight
akcebrae: pain pays the income of each precious thing
akcebrae: Hannah
akcebrae: Wait on the oven.
akcebrae: in the still fading light of my room
akcebrae: it will follow the rain
akcebrae: summer
akcebrae: Eight.
akcebrae: Five and a half.
akcebrae: the mutilated world
akcebrae: I thought love would be a blaze of tropical feathers, the swelter of summer, sticky petunias.
akcebrae: the only girl I've ever loved was born with roses in her eyes
akcebrae: moon
akcebrae: nearly eight
akcebrae: I don't feel bad.
akcebrae: mine
akcebrae: holding your chopsticks wrong
akcebrae: I watch you braid your hair, you're from another time When the earth wasn't so angry, and God was on our side
akcebrae: shelter from the storm
akcebrae: Kathryn
akcebrae: engagement
akcebrae: Sarivia
akcebrae: test
akcebrae: kintsugi 1
akcebrae: of her own accord