Eufemia

“You hardly see me in the sun,
My sparkle's in the stars.
When all is dark around you,
I'm the memory of light.

I'm not the fruit of summer.
I'm not the blooming rose.
I live in roots of trees
And in the seeds of love.

When all is lost around you,
When life's last dream is gone,
I'll be the breath you breathe,
The next step that you take.”
― Francisco X. Stork, The Memory of Light

“There is pain in the body or the heart or the soul or the mind or all of the above. Body pain is obvious. Heart pain is the pain that comes from others, when they love you too much or not enough or the wrong way. Soul pain comes from feel your life is one big waste. Mind pain is what I can't figure out. It's like when you throw body, heart, and soul pain into a blender, then you add a cup of disgust at all that you are, at all that you've become, at all that you will ever be.”
― Francisco X. Stork, The Memory of Light

“You say that as if pretending were a sin. We all do that kind of pretending to survive ... Some pretending is necessary and even good. We can tolerate all the pretending we need to do if we have some islands of honesty in our lives. Places where we don't lie to others. Most of all, places where we don't lie to ourselves.”
― Francisco X. Stork, The Memory of Light

“What's better? To hurt from your want or to be so dead inside that you don't want anything? I don't want anything.”
― Francisco X. Stork, The Memory of Light