i threw some words together in a string
tied to plastic boxes of stories and shapes
i never got to know you, or your new hair styles

i forgot about my promises
left a mess on the kitchen floor
but you still brought me fruit on sundays
whether it was real or not
i won't forget.

want some sticks?

i love camping. hayley took this one of me up at the lot earlier this month.
we made garlands out of long grass and clusters of water parsnip.

check out permanent camping (3x3 prefab sheds!) by casey brown on the dwell site!

ten found images
one for each day
till my new life in paris

can you tell i'm obsessed
with nature scenes
and low saturation?

:)

i just need to be there alone again
with nothing to break my bones
three suns, three stars
six weeks
packed in a box
with all my belongings.

l'été

©madichambers

the summer is beginning as it is ending.

see more of my summer photos here.

i was just drawing on her stomach with red markers and decided i'd share some of my dreams with
you.
she has money, she left the country
she left the country, again
this time away from the blood
it wasn't to lie about her identity

it makes sense, i can't write
i could sit in a bathroom stall and listen to her talk
but her jaw is wired shut
instead i hear his voice
eminating from my own pores
why can't it be easier?