Kaitlyn

“We talked death with burned-up intensity, both of us drawn to it like moths to an electric light bulb. Sucking on it!”
― Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters

“When I'm writing, I know I'm doing the thing I was born to do.”
― Anne Sexton

“We have flooded ourselves with the media in all its many forms. Our minds are now open to signals. We have become aerials.”
― Jeff Noon

“In other languages,
you are beautiful- mort, muerto- I wish
I spoke moon, I wish the bottom of the ocean
were sitting in that chair playing cards
and noticing how famous you are
on my cell phone- picture of your eyes
guarding your nose and the fire
you set by walking, picture of dawn
getting up early to enthrall your skin- what I hate
about stars is they’re not those candles
that make a joke of cake, that you blow on
and they die and come back, and you
you’re not those candles either, how often I realize
I’m not breathing, to be like you
or just afraid to move at all, a lung
or finger, is it time already
for inventory, a mountain, I have three
of those, a bag of hair, box of ashes, if you
were a cigarette I’d be cancer, if you
were a leaf, you were a leaf, every leaf, as far
as this tree can say.”
― Bob Hicok