Made Myself A Cleansing Stick With The Over Abundant Sagebrush Here In Wyoming. Bound It Together With

Made myself a cleansing stick with the over abundant sagebrush here in Wyoming. Bound it together with reeds and gifted it to a friend. I hope it serves them well.

A yellow rose can also be seen as a fragment of sun.

My mother gifted me a few photos to work with... this is what I came up with. 

Peonies <3

A John & David (Blackout)

Link to the story it was taken from: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24946627

There is no “safe” Everything ground to a halt The tide turned Against

We are stupid when we get scared Make it stop

He used to be my husband I can’t imagine calling this marriage

His eyes all that is left of him Almost forgiven

No photographs anywhere

Desperation makes people stuipid as fear Promise not to hurt

It’s hard these days Depressingly easy to complain

He was dead lately It should have been enough

If they’d listened This would be different

I slump back No one would care how hard I worked

Quiet and pretty, I was A party, our engagement

It was a John & David’s party. Wouldn’t’a missed it.

We were all buttoned up Trimmed to geometric perfection

Today is just those eyes and dirty hair And that stupid mewling

So convincingly suburban beneath decay and rot He is just about done

He makes his last bid to escape Death looms, the final sickening pain

I know the feeling

Gut-wrenching. Never easier.

Maybe he’s thankful

The dead are surprisingly gentle.

His chest no longer rises. Milky dead eyes

I don’t pretend to understand It’s a stupid trick, to pretend it’s easy

Now we’re this.

The blood is still red. As fresh as it gets.

Freshly dead.

So much of his life had been fear. He learned from past mistakes.

My relationship with David no longer is.

He was broken. I had no idea how to fix him.

Our old lives had been defined by what we had. I didn’t know how to let go.

His face a nightmare of gore and blood

David was a little less broken And I a little more