Urban jungle lull me to sleep in cars padding over concrete fresh rain September soon the warmth will dismiss himself I want to feel this emerald against my pruned fingertips for one more weekend one more escape into the esoteric wildness of what is down the road what lies unnoticed what I witness that truly witnesses me too.
Urban Jungle
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Holistic Psychotherapist in New Orleans, Louisiana. Active participant in local spiritual communities and enjoys therapeutic personal writing and expressive art. Mags experiences fashion as empowering adornment and thrives on movement including trapeze arts and climbing anything that feels somewhat stable. When pursuing her degrees in psychology, she minored in Creative Writing. View all posts by Magdalena
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