Eva Beatrice S Uncategorized December 30, 2017 1 Minute When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go. Leila Chatti, from “Postcard from Gone,” published in wildness (via rafa-els) Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by Eva Beatrice S View all posts by Eva Beatrice S Published December 30, 2017
Broke Bohemian 