Laura Foxworthy

“You may be sensitive inside, but what I see on the outside is a soldier.”
― Lauren Graham, Someday, Someday, Maybe

“SERENADE

Starlings are singing
like glass breaking
and falling into a rather
vulgar plate. Somewhere
a nightingale waits for each
of us, crying its heart
out.

    Oh I don't know, say,
say it's your fingernails
scratching down my neck
with a fragile roar.

                      No,
it's starlings singing,
simply starlings singing.
And all around us pieces
of a great sad hero, yes,
an eagle had him by the balls.
Doves are still crying.
Starlings hide, my love,
in the eaves. Good night.

Frank O'Hara, Poetry (May 1977)”
― Frank O'Hara

“She tasted like buried treasure and swing sets and coffee. She tasted the way fireworks felt, like something you could get close to but never really have just for yourself.”
― Robyn Schneider, The Beginning of Everything

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
― Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan