Katie

“Bodies have their own light which they consume to live: they burn, they are not lit from the outside.”
― Egon Schiele

“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.”
― Charles Bukowski

“How frail the human heart must be―a mirrored pool of thought.”
― Sylvia Plath, Letters Home

“What's madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance?”
― Theodore Roethke, The Far Field