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“as I gazed up
at the full moon rising through the trees and wondered how
another month had passed, and I said out loud to that
satellite—that desolate rock that does nothing but
orbit and reflect light and drive the tides—-I said look
how far I have come, I am still here, I have survived
the worst of it, I woke up laughing last night, when was
the last time that happened, and when the moon answered back
with its wild silence I realized too late I was
never talking to the moon at all, that when I speak
to an empty place, I am always speaking to you.”
―
at the full moon rising through the trees and wondered how
another month had passed, and I said out loud to that
satellite—that desolate rock that does nothing but
orbit and reflect light and drive the tides—-I said look
how far I have come, I am still here, I have survived
the worst of it, I woke up laughing last night, when was
the last time that happened, and when the moon answered back
with its wild silence I realized too late I was
never talking to the moon at all, that when I speak
to an empty place, I am always speaking to you.”
―
“I wondered whose voice that was—yours or mine or the great
collective mouth that hums through the cloud and thinks it knows
best how I should grieve, says get over it already”
―
collective mouth that hums through the cloud and thinks it knows
best how I should grieve, says get over it already”
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