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Some old love letter I found crumpled up in a pocket...No idea how it survived the washing machine. Gosh, paper these days am I right?! by @celluloes

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2 years ago

'I am Greedy! I am sorry, I am sorry', embroidery on scrap

Kill me and move out of this city, please, if it were my final ask, pack my red pen, the waxy conker from today, Bury all my sketchbooks, burn them if you wish, Take one of my poems, which ever one sounds like me, and curse all of my writing, I dont care what you do, Just take all that's left of me, forget all of the details, stand solemnly with the objects and see if there was life. by @celluloes

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Settings Star (and sometimes I) was spotted in and other Good assortments of things by @celluloes

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In the casa. Hog on the #wall. You know how it goes. by @celluloes

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a month ago

Some questionable pastimes were discovered at this end of the road but Alack! we in Dorset by @celluloes

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a month ago

Shouldn't be up here. Brushing bellies of angel beds where they softly breathe before they fall. As countless cultures willed it. As painters dreamed it. What place does metal have in mist? With it's whirring, purring, haphazardly bolted wings. Imitation is never the answer. Birds exist. Metal exists, clouds exist, angels exist. His fluttering eyelashes in the faux blue they sedate you with to make the ride easier. The rise and fall of his chest. Shouldn't see all those city lights. Nor the lines they draw across the tarry abyss. In a few hours the black will fade to green and I will no longer see the proof of a warm, working home from up here. Shouldn't peep. Not when they don't know. Is it a bird or a plane? I will not disturb, I will follow the curve of his nose to his lips to his chin and then back again and then down again. One small decision I can control. One angel sleeps if the rest of them cannot. May no harder decisions grace us. His eyebrows furrow as he sleeps. I take my medication 31,000 feet in the sky and my eyes start to well. I will never know the names of the people or cities below me. Not until the stewardess wobbles, trips and spills the tomato juice she is pouring all over the carpet, creases her pristine uniform, and with her we come furrowing down ablaze, ready to kiss the ground again. The turbulence is always forecasted. They will broadcast the name of the city we end up in, the grid of light we destroy, the houses flat beneath us. The peering eyes on the other side of the news screen will not think twice about the people of this city. We were just tourists.

;Korea, Japan, China on fuzzy film. by @celluloes

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a month ago

There are but so many beautiful natural wonders of the world, and Star and I collected many of these phenomena in just a day! An eclipse, an evening swim, a meteor shower, and a delightfully timed pepe's order. A few cats and also a fox joined along. Where they driving to? Who knows. Oh the places one can end up. The next morning I found myself there in that same place again, and this time soaking up sunlight. Saw the cycle of a day and it didn't scare me. Either way, we're so back. #grateful by @celluloes

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2 months ago

The morning by @celluloes

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2 months ago

Cats and kitties. We purring, we blurring realities. I mean, how on earth will those calves fit in those shoes!? by @celluloes

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2 months ago

Like quiet drops of ripples of particles moving when you shift your leg in the bath. Proof of your existence. Cause and affect. The glass misted over as afternoon has undone morning; a changeling, a husk posing as solace in desert. That blighted bathroom white. At least now you have tiles, and light, and the promise of a garden laying behind. And light, and light. The snail on the ceiling has stuck his horns out and moved from the spot he's sat in for weeks. Huh. As soon as you look, he tucks them back in and hides his tail, or body if you please, as if he had never seen motion. As if he said, "I have seen what travels fast. It has left me scared me to look ahead." Or something along those lines. by @celluloes

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3 months ago

Gates and Portals by @celluloes

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4 months ago

Didn't get mauled by bears or robbed by monkeys like I was promised by @celluloes

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