sleepy jeanne: Surely I dreamt today...
LaneyButler: first love
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong: That night, there were storms & far away she saw purple lightning & someone left the window open & the room filled with a swirl of butterflies & she slipped out quietly without anyone noticing & I'm sure the grief was softer because of that.
Andrea McClain: The Eye Sees...
yoostynaa: After the rain...
priska febrinia: go sailing the universe.
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong: You need both the sun and the rain to make the colors appear.
priska febrinia: the fiction, the romance, and the technicolor dreams
josie_m: Knowledge?
Rebecca Tabor Armstrong: The flames burn down deep in my soul.
Abigail Smith Photography: Oklahoma Couple
priska febrinia: off to the woods
elisabethsarah: don't speak
.Bradi.: Hiding
.Bradi.: Can you play me a memory?
.Bradi.: Falling