Philosophy is parked on handicap this season.

The year is 2014 -Winter went and filled my spaces with cement.
It never rained. 

Spend my days in humidity teaching the body to speak again. 

See the beauty in muted colors and it's time I open up the window for the late night summer breeze. 

Wearing my white dress I rehearse in the hot sea convincing myself it's not you I think of.