Lisa

“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.”
― David Foster Wallace, The Pale King

“The word poetry comes from the Greek word poiesis which just means “a making”. So if you’ve made it, it’s poetry. Even if it’s breakfast.”
― Benedict Smith

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”
― Kinky Friedman

“You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.”
― Franz Kafka