In the spirit of National Poetry month, I bring you one of my favorite poems. Your Laughter. Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter. Do not take away the rose, the lance flower that you pluck, the water that suddenly bursts forth in joy, the sudden wave of silver born in you. My struggle is harsh and I come back with eyes tired at times from...
Made it back to Arizona after a lovely trip to Montreal. Miss ma girls already but I’m glad I got em :)
Hairwrapin day 3.