Gaïa

 

Well?

Clip the moss of her toes

And smooth the knots of her knees,

 

Wax the bark of her legs

And braid the bramble of her bush,

 

Suck the honey of her hips

And pit the stones of her breasts,

 

Twist the thorns of her fingers

And wrangle the rivers flowing through her wrists

 

And scrub the dirt of her cheeks

And bleach the constellation of her freckles

 

Behold! A star is born.

 

Following a brief venture into the world of physics, Trinity decided to indulge in her creative aspirations by changing courses and countries. Now 22 years old, she lives in the south of France where she’s finishing a degree that could only be described as “the study of storytelling”. And even though she’s worked on numerous projects including fashion shows, comic books and escape games, Trinity still has no clue what to do with her life, professionally speaking that is. Other than that, her two greatest loves are poetry and costumes but she tends to find that she thinks more than she writes and dreams more than she draws, which is just about everything you need to know about her.

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