i miss shake shack :(

if anyone needs me i will be reading myself the little critter book that i found in a free little library outside of the bar this weekend

each year as i change form i become a new shade of purple. last year i was heather, this year i will transition into an iris hue

the song sparrow has laid her tiny eggs in a nest on the living room window so i can watch them progress with a front row view :)

early august sidewalks stretch into the sun’s low hanging reflection like fruit from a weighted tree. i open wide and fit late summer into my mouth when i’m in the mood for something savory

my best friend bought me a honey infused lotion stick for my legs and a little summer dress that i fell in love with at the thrift store. now she is making me tea downstairs while i sit in her bedroom wondering what i would do without her. all of that to say i am feeling very cared for today

i have a very strong spiritual connection to the amelia bedilia book series

i love a good wooden breadbox

and on the day of my twenty fourth birthday i will transform into a honey badger

when my skin smells of sunscreen and the sliding door is ajar i remember what it once felt like to be eight years old in august, swollen with figment on the back porch with my sister