Sunday, March 6, 2016

life::an outtake


I picked him up a few weeks ago. I can't remember the last time before that that I had done that. His legs nearly dangled to the ground. Watching him lie there this afternoon, soaking in some sunshine while I traced his body's long outline, reminded me of that moment. Because it wasn't long ago that his body was so compact that it's entirety fit [so perfectly] into my arms.

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