Day 6.
proud and with much grace,
pink dancing ballerinas
weave in soft ruffles.
Day 7.
reminders surround.
speak the words out loud.
let them nest inside.
Day 8.
strung sequins reach out
into a day of dull clouds.
my footsteps guide me.
Day 9.
a long time ago
the story housed in my mind
spoke, "you cannot bake."
Day 10.
glance in the mirror.
confident layers of purple.
a stranger stares back.
Day 11.
vision and spirit.
intense woman of colours.
storyweaver soul.
(about Frida Kahlo)
your words + photos deeply move me dear girl. beautiful.
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