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Alaska Gold
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Born
in Madrid, Spain
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Pablo Neruda, Sandra Cisneros, Ernest Hemingway, Jack Kerouac, Sarah K
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April 2015
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Growing Light
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2015
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“He carries stars in his pockets
because he knows
she fears the dark.
Whenever sadness pays her a visit
he paints galaxies
on the back of her hands.”
― Growing Light
because he knows
she fears the dark.
Whenever sadness pays her a visit
he paints galaxies
on the back of her hands.”
― Growing Light
“She met a boy
and called him Stargazer
because instead of poems
he recited the names of constellations.
He said the freckles on his arms
were roadmaps to the sky,
and the bruises that he carried
were supernovas in disguise.
"Stargazer”
― Growing Light
and called him Stargazer
because instead of poems
he recited the names of constellations.
He said the freckles on his arms
were roadmaps to the sky,
and the bruises that he carried
were supernovas in disguise.
"Stargazer”
― Growing Light
“If the boy who draws
lets you look over his shoulder.
If the poet
smiles
and shows you her words.
If the girl who sings for the shower only,
hums a song
in front of you.
Know that you’re no longer a person
but the air
and dust
that fills their lungs.
When the world perishes,
and all things cease to exist,
you’ll remain inside an ink stain,
a paint brush,
a song.
Poem N. 8”
― Growing Light
lets you look over his shoulder.
If the poet
smiles
and shows you her words.
If the girl who sings for the shower only,
hums a song
in front of you.
Know that you’re no longer a person
but the air
and dust
that fills their lungs.
When the world perishes,
and all things cease to exist,
you’ll remain inside an ink stain,
a paint brush,
a song.
Poem N. 8”
― Growing Light
“I'll make you so in love with me, that everytime our lips touch, you'll die a little death.”
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“She had grown older. And he loved her more now than he had loved her when he understood her better, when she was the product of her parents. What she was now was what she herself had decided to become.”
― The English Patient
― The English Patient
“Her hand touched me at the wrist. "If I gave you my life, you would drop it. Wouldn't you?"
I didn't say anything.”
― The English Patient
I didn't say anything.”
― The English Patient
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