“We call the sun Apollo, he. We paint the moon a woman who waits patiently for her turn to rise, she. I don’t understand. The sun gives life and there is nothing more synonymous to that than a woman.”— n.g // in honor of the women’s march Jan 20th
“We call the sun Apollo, he. We paint the moon a woman who waits patiently for her turn to rise, she. I don’t understand. The sun gives life and there is nothing more synonymous to that than a woman.”— n.g // in honor of the women’s march Jan 20th
