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my time in queensland was beautiful and glowfish and warm.
my brothers love made me a purse embroidered with curlicues like bjork's vespertine art. i have not seen two creatures so deep in affection before.
i thought i should be jealous but they would invite me to cuddle them on the bed with bad dvds. my heart got soggy when i'd float into his bedroom on an afternoon and they'd be asleep and breathing together.
there is something funny about my mothers house..
there have always been these clear, light, so quiet afternoon times now and then when the sleepy spell seems to descend upon the entire house..we all lie down and our lungs fill with amnesia and air and then we all wake up when its dark and i might be the only one who ever noticed..
i don't think anybody could love their brother like i do.
in his pc folders there are simple, lovely fotos of sunsets
like from times he and bianca spent on an island.
and photos of them togethr. shiny and sunburned and exhausted and alive.
my brothers love made me a purse embroidered with curlicues like bjork's vespertine art. i have not seen two creatures so deep in affection before.
i thought i should be jealous but they would invite me to cuddle them on the bed with bad dvds. my heart got soggy when i'd float into his bedroom on an afternoon and they'd be asleep and breathing together.
there is something funny about my mothers house..
there have always been these clear, light, so quiet afternoon times now and then when the sleepy spell seems to descend upon the entire house..we all lie down and our lungs fill with amnesia and air and then we all wake up when its dark and i might be the only one who ever noticed..
i don't think anybody could love their brother like i do.
in his pc folders there are simple, lovely fotos of sunsets
like from times he and bianca spent on an island.
and photos of them togethr. shiny and sunburned and exhausted and alive.