deonteosayandepoetry asked: I do not get to see/hear your poems enough and this saddens me. I enjoyed your piece.
anicholash asked: that was beautiful
the six stages of your separation
one. The first day you wake up alone The empty space beside you will ache like a phantom limb Drape your arm selfishly across this vacant lot It is prime real estate two. A week later, on a Thursday evening You will forget how to cook for one Wrap the leftovers in tinfoil Everything will taste better tomorrow three. When the season of your love repeats itself You will find him in your bed...
The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about...– Gabriel García Márquez (via girlinlondon)
Why was I born among mirrors? The day walks in circles around me, and the...– Federico García Lorca, from “Song of the Barren Oak Tree,” trans. W. S. Merwin (via proustitute)
You must write every single day of your life. You must lurk in libraries to...– Ray Bradbury (via writeinspace)
I’ve never worked a day in my life. I’ve never worked a day in my life. The joy...– RIP, Ray Bradbury (via explore-blog)