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and my whole body lightens.

the sky and i are in open conversation.

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Posted by Leanna - Monday, August 1, 2016 - 11:11am


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Enter, another world.

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Posted by Leanna - Saturday, July 30, 2016 - 3:00am


was that a dream of you,
my love ?

Jupiter and Io (detail), by Correggio

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Posted by Leanna - Friday, July 29, 2016 - 1:29am


My

heart
is 

thousand
years 
old.
(
am 
not
like
other
people 

. )

Posted by Leanna - Thursday, July 28, 2016 - 5:10am


The shape of healing is a spiral; 
not a straight line.

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Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, July 27, 2016 - 8:35pm


Hamlet with a cormorant under his arm married Ophelia.  She was still wet from drowning.  She looked like a white flower that had been left in the rain too long. "I love you," said Ophelia, "and I love that dark bird you hold in your arms."

excerpt from richard brautigan's trout fishing in america // capture btborchard // wardrobe instituteliberal

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Posted by Leanna - Thursday, July 21, 2016 - 11:11pm


Posted by Leanna - Thursday, July 21, 2016 - 7:22am


butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairytales
(that's all she ever thinks about).

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Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, July 20, 2016 - 1:53pm


"Full Buck Moon in Capricorn during the evening of July 19 to the early morning of July 20 teaches us to persevere, release our fears, and ground ourselves into the fertile Earth that holds us."  

The electricity in the air has been tumultuous as of the last few moons... On the contrary, this moon asks us to hold on, to let go, and to harmonize our energy with that of the earth, allowing the stabilizing forces to take hold and mould us into what we were always destined to become.  Sit back, relax, and allow your metamorphosis to take place.  

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Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, July 20, 2016 - 12:21am


"Ships would know the difference and so would the hazy veil of sleep.

.

And so would rosewood lips;

and soft openings that collapse and shiver upon caress...

.

The sensation of falling;

of drowning;

the violent grey in your eyes."

.

--excerpt from 'Into a world of ghosts you are bringing one more'  // capture btborchard // wardrobe instituteliberal

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Posted by Leanna - Tuesday, July 19, 2016 - 2:52am