I do what I can to speak peace.
Do what I can to learn.
Belong to the breeze.
Carrying seeds across the plains.

Post-mastectomy tattoos by Tina Bafaro. Photos by Bafaro.
A calendar made from tea, one cup per day.

(Source: airows)
And while it is all beautiful, appearing strong, the flower is still delicate. Roots, stem, petals and all.
MEXICO CITY
I loved you
as we love the things that did not happen
as we love the hours we spent
naming each caress
each scar
as we love the epidemic sadness
of this night
I look for you in the trains
that pass by
cutting the earth in half
I chase the rain
through empty streets
where you have never been
and still
I know
you wait for me
-Ari Belathar
am I the only one who has a problem with this Fitch the Homeless thing? ughhhhh

(Source: lordskate)

