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Irma S. Vanta

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I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Bewitched ;-)

almost halloween ... 


from a long roll, this photo taken Hallow's eve 2011


I am quicksilver, a fleeting shadow, a distant sound...  my home has no boundaries beyond which I cannot pass. I live in music, in a flash of color... I live on the wind and in the sparkle of a star!

HURRAH!


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