baby dove

felt you
press your palm
to my heart

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open

somewhere
on a cold hotel floor
gold poured out

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life is an absurdist miracle, time is running, make it count

Playing , creating and stitching together realities at the intersection of fantasy, the transcendental, subconscious, dreams, meditation, spirituality, religion, alchemy, the earthed, the cosmic, the heavens, the blossoming, portals, glitches, clouds, reflections, shadows, celestial bodies, ripples, floating worlds, the romantic, the mundane, the surreal, the ephemeral, the psychedelic, all with peace. love.

Angel Baby Dove (Jess)
alumna of central saint martins

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