me and my brother izzy. sword-fightin'!
sometimes he would put me to bed, and make a circle around me with every single one of my toys.
he's just had his very own tiny baby boy...
and i keep thinking what a lovely lovely dad he'll be xx
bird was gone/and distance grew/immensely white.
owl and the pussycat.
polaroids by the amazing
i saw it once, on the news...
they ask you please to stop putting bones upon the roses.
in a crying shade. with the blood of a lamb
from the brambles in the lane.
the body lyre