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life must be livedforwardbut learntbackwards each lesson is this:you have enough timeyou have enough timeyou have enough time get started there will be nothing betterthan the untimed life livedas more than enough
to make it in this worldit is not complicated you need no morethan a little bit of lightand a cat and if you are foreverdoomed to the dark then a light cat will do
scissors small birds on my headeach cut a lesson in letting gomy mother still snips my hairdespite the years of years she hums a song from my childhoodi cannot recallshe says i would look better blonder soon she will stoplater,she will never cut my hair again how will my mane look thenwhere will the ends … Continue reading
it is true that everythingis terrible but look howthe cup holds the tealisten to how loudthe laughter can beand know that somewhereand someplacedespite the darknessand worst oddsa seed has opened undergroundalready blindly searching for the light the only truly terrible thingis to forgetthat these small miraclesare a part of everything too
what if i one day askedyouto tell meabout everythingthat is worth being lovedin this world how much timeand how many thingswould pass beforeyou told me aboutyou
how many times has the world endedonly to begin againnext morning it is all so simple:you must live this lifeeven if it kills you resolve nothing elseno matter the year sit in sunlight a little longerhold a hand in your handand do not, i pray,wait for morning it will always comeit will always all begin … Continue reading
have you thought of the seedsyou planted as a child how large the trees have becomehow heavy you cannot carry all the things with youas you grow you must learn to fill your lungs with what was left behind
there is so much hereto wonder atto write onto will into song yes herewhere the oceans will remindthat if you will not become the watersyou will be swayed by the waves yes herein the long stretch of another yawning yearwhere there is no such thing as frigidity:the freeze is just another start yes herein that … Continue reading
There was a death. Two days before, I saw him, head dunked into the carcass of a car. The sun shone on his belly. It played it like a drum. He laughed. I said I would see him a day from then, in another city, under another sky. It was supposed to be sunny then … Continue reading
Today Lola Niburski died and I am sure I am supposed to say something beautiful about it after all these beautiful words I have learned over time like how a dog can feed your warmth like how it can protect the brag of your breath like how it will run with its tongue loose amongst … Continue reading
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