my updates have been slow because I don't know how many words there are to share. I like them so much that I'm feelin' greedy.
there a select few that I am anxious to get to know. Like the girl who trusts my requests. I am anxious for some to return. Like the girl on the dead sea. I am anxious for some to recover, like the girl with the ice packs on her mouth. And anxious for some to come back to life. Like the girl who fell asleep so young.
At least I have her incarnate:
Sun rippened and bathing in salted seas, Gabriel Burke.
Captured by my lens.