those who favor fire

vintage cardigan- Le Sweater

belt, top, necklace- vintage

flares- Free People

boots- JC Studded Tardy from LF

after dinner with friends 

we made a fire at home.  

the weather finally permits

 but really... 

i could sit by a fire any time of the year. 

lazy 

novel 

happily possessed i am

 as i become a slave to it's riotous flames and husky breath.

i literally cannot leave the hearth. 

i have no desire but to feed it. 

and when i add bessie smith to the mix 

i swear i can feel my fascia melt into my bones.  

i think that the elements help keep you in the moment 

because 

fucking hell 

i am totally without the binding pull of past or future 

when fire burns 

waves crash 

i dig in the earth 

or the wind blows and howls.