No mother can live up to this such big eyes and hair.
The attachment to a world of physical ramifications.
Child rests on hip as they watch the waves rest on the shore.
A sweet for after church.
Not all power is the same.
Has had enough.
No other place to live.
Primal pleasure for both.
The new world order of poverty.
Yalenting was my guide in Banaue rice terraces she lived Tam-am a small village down a long set of stairs by the large hotel.