49 Followers 53 FollowingLilac, star, and bird twined with the chant of my soul, there in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim—Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
67 Followers 66 Followinga broken amplifier in an empty alley, carrying a sound that never asked to fade, looping through cracks in the air like it has nowhere else to go.
49 Followers 53 FollowingLilac, star, and bird twined with the chant of my soul, there in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim—Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
67 Followers 66 Followinga broken amplifier in an empty alley, carrying a sound that never asked to fade, looping through cracks in the air like it has nowhere else to go.