This is the second entry. Not resurrection. Not encore. Just the quiet, stubborn proof that something soft can survive being buried twice.
— Eva
This morning, I found one shoot. Pale green. Almost white. So thin I almost mistook it for a weed. eva blume - in blume second entry
This is the second entry. Not resurrection. Not encore. Just the quiet, stubborn proof that something soft can survive being buried twice.
— Eva
This morning, I found one shoot. Pale green. Almost white. So thin I almost mistook it for a weed.