August 2011
2 posts
Malandragem: a series of goodbyes (++) →
cuethefire:
We were somewhere I couldn’t find my way home from and I was hoping someone would pick the sunlight from between their teeth and turn the scene into something beautiful and poetic so I wouldn’t have to try so hard later. Had the sun not had so many witnesses it would have turned us all into…
“There is no poetry, summer’s shown me, in saying goodbye”
