While I powder my nose, he will tie his shoes. And if I try to get close, he is already gone. Don’t know where he’s going. I don’t know where he’s been, but he is restless at night, and he has horrible dreams. So we lay in the dark, we’ve got nothing to stay, just the beating of hearts. I don’t know what we’re doing. I don’t know what we’ve done, but the summer fire is coming, so I think we should run.

And while I brush my hair, he will put on his shirt. And we will step outside, checking that the coast is clear on both sides, because we don’t want to be seen by anyone. I won’t tell my mother, it’s better she don’t know. And he won’t tell his folks, cause they’re already ghosts. We’ll just keep each other as safe as we can, until we reach the boarder, until we make our plan, to run.

– daughter

unicorn purple haze crystal by Crystal Cactus 

moonstone gold bullet by Crystal Cactus

dress by Nastygal

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