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september is a promise.

september is a promise.

september is a promise that smells like wisdom and woodsmoke close your eyes and breathe it in september is a revival drifting through harvest skies sapphire stained in umber and walnut and ginger spice and i am in love with the way the earth keeps teaching me that we...
ashes to dust.

ashes to dust.

the darkness bloomed within the tomb devouring the day the past reaching out from the shadows stealing life’s light so eden sank to grief swallowed up by memories while the ghosts rose speakingin secrets in tongues in whispers that fell like leaves into the abyss and...
there is magic in her bones.

there is magic in her bones.

you’ll find her in the treehouse made of ash and alder, an ancient soul locked inside a heart that beats through fear and strength do you not see the charm in her ruins? the petals that bloom from dropping limbs when the darkness rose, she flooded it with scattered...
i only ever wished you well.

i only ever wished you well.

we tried in vain to find some comfort, a lesson in the language of the almost lover, olive branch extended through the cold dark night still, i hope you find the warmth i left behind, the embers that still smolder when the dawn begins to rise -ashley...