lavender lighthouse

credit: Max Janoff

ruby edwina

ruby edwina, born unto a horse farmer & his loca wife, read about Jacques Cousteau in the 2^nd grade. she invited him to dinner each night. Jacques would discuss with her his invention of the aqualung, among other topics like: garlic, sharks, and fate. ms. ruby sensed early on that water would rule her life, that she’d prefer to cut loose the crap, and drink her drinks with straws.

ruby grew and grew quickly,

house made of glass,

eggshells as roof and floor.

water filled her dreams and tummy ~

Jacques whispered, "patience," from time to time.

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so so so many years later, ruby bought herself a puppy and named him river. it wasn’t long after that she fell in love with two things besides her pup: the strong and furry being of her dreams, a pineapple king ... and Costa Rica, land of the blue butterflies. after nights of restlessness in her newfound jungletown, Jacques dropped in to visit ruby edwina. he smiled quite seriously,

and showed her city lights

inside his hands.

ruby left her bed and sat

upon Jacques’s winged jaguar,

who nibbled on hibiscus flowers,

and knew the best route back.

: copyright : kelly shaw willman, 2012-forever : 
: written in Punta Uva, Costa Rica :

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