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I want to take green into my mouth and tuck it in my cheeks. Like candy.
Like acorns that will sprout between my teeth. Look at my smile! Look at my tongue!
Lapping at water between clouds, between fingers. Slurping.
Into root-straws wrapped around my spine. Like bows on present, except if you unwrap it I might die.
Presents are secrets until they are open, then they are only murmurs of what they were. Secrets are meant to be kept.
Feathery, leafy hair growing down my back. No scissors for you. No trimming in the night.
Feet in the ground, rocks are sharp against toes.
but rocks are the oldest friends, and the most trustworthy allies.
they know, they know.
That I am the giant under the mountain.
And that things that grow will never die, if there are spaces between our veins to breathe.

21 comments:

  1. This is one of the loveliest posts I've ever read. <3

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  2. This is absolutely beautiful and inspiring.

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  3. beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. you are an amazing writer <3 xxx

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  4. Oh MJ, I wish I could drown in your words
    <3

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  5. "Presents are secrets until they are open, then they are only murmurs of what they were. Secrets are meant to be kept."
    My favorite lines. Beautiful. Completely and utterly brilliant.

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  6. ah, tu baumes mes plaies.

    you have such a way with words. it's like they belong to you.

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  7. this is just too lovely... you have such an incredible understanding of words

    xxx

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  8. Goodness, MJ. You pour liquid melancholy in me (the best kind of it there is). ♥

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  9. Brilliant. Very well written and insightful :) x

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  10. beautiful words, gorgeous pictures x

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  11. I love your love for the green green earth. Please write more.

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  12. Oh my.
    That's my favourite of all the things you've ever written. I'm breathless.
    xxx

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  13. how dreamy and inspiring!

    just stumbled upon your blog and i think its so LOVELY! do drop by mine too when you have some time. maybe we can follow each other. =)

    Persis.
    http://onestylemile.blogspot.com

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  14. I love forests. I only wish there was one behind my house instead of a dusty suburb.

    Pretty post. <3

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  15. This reminds me of some writing I did yesterday, the light and airy nature of summer. Something about the aura passing through flesh, blending with hazy pollen-filled air; I enjoy your work. More please!

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  16. These words and photographs spark so many memories of things I have read and seen...Bilbo Baggins in the caves with Gollum, the giant of thunder mountain, Fannie Brawne reading John Keat's love letters in a flowery field in Bright Star...the list is endless. This post is beautiful.

    x
    Jess.

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