My grandma has a garden and is an avid gardener, so I'm used to her bringing plants and flowers to our house, but when I saw this laying on the kitchen counter, I was amazed. I knew that the Brussels Sprouts on the plant were, well, Brussels Sprouts, but I had no idea that they grew like this. I proceeded to spend a very good amount of time photographing it and it reminded me of all the simple beauty in the world.
We used to be seven
My curls used to be sunshine
Colored
Yours used to be stubborn
Naive stubborn.
The powder used to hit our knees
On the days
When we could eat lunch in four bites
It’s:
twisted
crinkled like
the leaves
they’re frail now,
on the edge
of not there.
scrolling photos
feverishly
There are days when I fall asleep wondering about the line between stupid and brave.
Brave
Is a hero rushing into battle
Ready to fight
For their passion
Stupid
Is a hero rushing into battle
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