Status Updates From Burnings

“When I was seven, I believed everything
obeyed the laws of clocks. That if I held still
their needles, my father's fist would stop
just before my mother's perfect nose
and the song on the radio would play forever
the word—love.”
how can one write a book where every single line is just THIS perfectly placed

“There are men who carry dreams
over mountains, the dead
on their backs.
But only our mothers
can walk with the weight
of a second beating heart.”
cannot wait till his new release i might explode before that

“You know the saddest landscapes
are the ones created by men
and abandoned by their lives,
of a city so burned,
you taste ash in the tears
moistening the edges of your lips.”
ocean vuong you’ll always be famous

18/24
Echo omg

10/24
ok lmosg cried to fhe song of my mothers and the photo

HESSOGOODATwriting and capturing emotions