What It Feels Like To Fall, What It Feels Like To Get Back Up
You will want to yell in a world that tells you to whisper.
You will want to yell in a world that tells you to whisper.
I think kissing someone’s fingertips is the most intimate thing a lover can do.
You will be grateful for the mess and uncertainty, one day.
You attract who you are, not who you want.
This is OUR democracy and there will be no land left, for you to build your wall on. The grass will not be greener because it will be gone.
You will not please everyone, you answer to you.
What’s my story? It is poetry. It is reading my echo and emulating my mirror, and it is raw and humbling and vulnerable. And terrifying.
Ευπρόσδεκτη; welcome, welcomed, appreciated, palatable
You will find yourself entranced by a blood orange moon, her light dripping out of space and into waves speckled by her light, like freckles forming constellations incomparable to the heavens.
How lucky are we still, to live in a world that defines resilience through love, time and time again.