inconceivablethat in this vast collection of commonplace crueltiestwo such as us could meetand then partcruellyeven unknowingly…
she has strength inside of her strengthshutters that would make you weepwhen they closestone inside of woodindomitablecathedral of a woman
this is not something that just stops
these are all but letters to younothing more
what has brokeis not broken
listen
if you thinkthat if i kneweverythingthere is no wayi could loveyouis nota haikubut it is a way for me to sayi knowmuch more than can be…
turn my back on the worldto face the riverhide the selfbehind an umbrellastay lost in clothesthat have lost their colora…
long deferredsome lovesare not frustratedwill not beprevaricatedthey are obviousthose loveswhen light coats gratefullyastounded…
i need youto know that i knowall of itand a part of me would have done the same thingwhile all of me is fine that all of it was done
i woke today and thought of youas i think of youon all days