Hello. I'm Mikayla...and I like stuff :)
I feel like my heart is maybe possibly torn into a million pieces and directions.
Florian-Ayala Fauna - Phantasmata I, 2011
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n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.
(Source: dailydiamonds)
speaks through his smile, a native tongue that’s curly.
sounds like drops of water falling rhythmic and seamless into a deep bath,
warm and weightless.
brief glimpses, but mostly speaks in my language.sounds like a purring, thrumming, stirring heart,
my own voice is a string of angry…