mismatched words brought to you by my notes app: snippets of information and moments captured acutely. Scans and randomness birthing my ideas. Juxtaposition, play and spontaneity have been words buzzing through my head.
Unedited Notes on Life: March, 2017
My skin spoke
A disciple of beauty.
Wandering with purpose
She had sad and tangled eyes. Lips half open in awe misunderstood l.
Feet pigeon toed and tired. Metro line 5