reddirtlattes/ October 28, 2011/ photography/ 3 comments
How is it my heart still beats red?
Whispering me back.
Settled into ancient passion, yes.
But, the place my skin crawled with life is haunting me.
maybe because it’s the motherland. i’ve heard it said that when first stepping off the plane on the continent, people sometimes have a feeling of coming home. it’s that way for me too.
love the children.
oh chills. this is stunning. i don’t even know the back story buti know this speaks deeply about roots
Thanks Lori and KJ. I love this pic. Took it on a road trip from Uganda to Kenya. KJ, the back story is I left Uganda but it calls me back.