“I think I’m the type of person that likes to live in cities and think about countrysides.”
I went to the beach and took a good long look at the waters, beating themselves onto the cliff’s bodies.
Walk the path of the women before you.
Wash in the rivers they have wept for you.
Bloom in the gardens they have groomed for you.
This wet soil is…
The imprint your shoe leaves in the carpet
Each time your perfect foot leaves the ground.
I lay my heart at your front door.
(You are the light I am still stumbling for.)