“It used to be, you’d open your mouth
And the weather changed. You’d
Open your mouth and the sky’d spill
That dry, missing-someone kind of rain
No matter the season. And it hurt
Like a guitar hurts under the right hands.
Like a good strong spell. Now
You’re all song. Body gone to memory.
And guess what? It hurts
Harder.”
―
And the weather changed. You’d
Open your mouth and the sky’d spill
That dry, missing-someone kind of rain
No matter the season. And it hurt
Like a guitar hurts under the right hands.
Like a good strong spell. Now
You’re all song. Body gone to memory.
And guess what? It hurts
Harder.”
―
“Let it go, just let it go, but if I set down that weight what will show my arms they are strong?”
―
―
“In November, the trees are standing all sticks and bones. Without their leaves, how lovely they are, spreading their arms like dancers. They know it is time to be still.”
― In November
― In November
“In the Andes, a lake disappears overnight, sucked
through cracks in the earth.
How can I explain
the sunlight stippling your face in the early morning?
Why not believe that the eye throws its own light,
that seeing illuminates
the world?
On the moon,
astronaut David Scott drops a hammer and a falcon feather,
and we learn nothing
we didn’t already know.”
―
through cracks in the earth.
How can I explain
the sunlight stippling your face in the early morning?
Why not believe that the eye throws its own light,
that seeing illuminates
the world?
On the moon,
astronaut David Scott drops a hammer and a falcon feather,
and we learn nothing
we didn’t already know.”
―
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