I hold the shoulders of a wearied woman
who found the length of her way.
But I dare not cup her sight.
She is alloyed, yet light, 30 more words
softly slipping into night
-our fragile bodies
I’m learning things. Constantly learning things.
I’ve learnt that people will ignore the person sitting behind them in 2nd period who’s heart is breaking every single day, 75 more words
Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others.
The world is stuck at the
back of my throat
and I know no one makes it out alive
but this is not the way I want to go
choking on everything
I never experienced.