chloé bartlewski [home]

orlando, florida, blonde, blue eyes, catholic, pale, underweight

sage

It is bad to touch your hair with your hands

The world was meant to move it from your face

With wind and leaves from branches

You were never meant to see yourself

Only in muddied reflection in the water

In the face of the others who came from you

You could see them, see your lover and a difference

And you knew you were somewhere within it