Reaching for archetypal energies. Marinating green beans village-style. Neighborhood bakers. Staring into the eye of the fig—frozen, dried, sweetened. Unhinged solutions, no more nesting bowls. A warm metallic packet. You doubt me, but you love me in the night. Christmas is en route.
Reaching for archetypal energies. Marinating green beans village-style. Neighborhood bakers. Staring into the eye of the fig—frozen, dried, sweetened. Unhinged solutions, no more nesting bowls. A warm metallic packet. You doubt me, but you love me in the night. Christmas is en route.