i've gone looking for that feeling everywhere

"Where are my women now, with their sweet wet words and ways, and the miraculous balls of hail popping in a green translucence in the yards? We put on our clothes, she and I, and walked out into a town flooded ankle-deep with white, buoyant stones. Birth should have been like that." -Denis Johnson, Jesus's Son

stunning photo by Elea Rage, via syntheticpubes