June 7, 2017 vibrating body waves of light suspended air disorient sounds this is what it feels like to die. --- day sibley, cardiac arrest
for raylynn gut wrenching gift in the pit of my stomach has never failed me before, why would it now? but tonight i hope it does. --- day sibley, intuition
I recently featured a series of photos on Medium, and would love for you guys to check it out. So here's to celebrating pride month 🙂 p.s. I do not own theses photos https://www.instagram.com/p/BU3uladAUD9/?taken-by=father.sibley
She watches the sky a horrific shade of black air heavy with mortal screams. Her tail glitters ever shade of blue webbed claws sharp as razors emerged from the sea assembling herself onto an ice floe gazing at the dying subjects, sinking to the depths of the ocean. The mermaid snapped out of her trance, …
A mere contradiction that I like books way more than I do people. --- Day Sibley, How Could You Not Like Animals?
for C God forbid someone treats your daughter the way you treat her own mother. --- Day Sibley, Women and daughters
I showed you too much affection like an over watered plant and with it your love withered. --- Day Sibley, Untitled Ninety-one
A blessing it would be if women could love one another instead of competing against each other. --- Day Sibley, A Woman's Mirror Model: Cleo Wade| Photographer: Amber Mahone
The greatest sin the world forbids a woman to do, is love herself. See, she is the wife before she is an individual. The mother who cares for herself last. Someone’s sister or aunt. She never belongs to herself. God forbid she does. — Day Sibley, A Woman’s Worth
If you keep burying your feelings deep in the ocean the current of the tide will spit it back out. --- Day Sibley
I'm writing a poem about you and you might not like it to much I just want to be at peace with myself and get spirited away I guess making hallelujahs out of nothing won't stop the sadness
Zen content I wish I could be this way every day but like the moon I change. --- Day Sibley
She's not interested in saving you because she can't save herself. R.I.P. Robert Godwin 4/2017 My problem was never with dying more so with how I'm going to. break me down again lie and tell me you love me I wanna be loved.
If I told you, you can find the beauty in my fallen grace would you believe me? --- Day Sibley, Untitled Eighty-nine