The lukewarm dandelion tea tastes like weak coffee, and I cannot feel the air around me. She looks out from under hair that smells like crumbled herbs.
Other moments in Port Hadlock-Irondale
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Every day, I wake early to the same morning.
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Beach, sunset
Autumn imbued twilight
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Rituals: Bridge of blue stars
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Beaches, Rituals
Rituals on the beach
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Afterglow through power lines • Surfaces lit from diluted light, like shields lifted to ward against arrows
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