“what humiliated me // as I relived my death in that room without sunrise / wasn’t my desire for light but my desire for more darkness.”— — Paul Tran, from “Scheherazade/Scheherazade,” All the Flowers Kneeling
“(…) lonely like a body with a gift for burning.”
Places I’ve Taken My Body; ‘If You Are Permanently Lost’ by Molly McCully Brown
“(…) lonely like a body with a gift for burning.”
Places I’ve Taken My Body; ‘If You Are Permanently Lost’ by Molly McCully Brown
" When I say I’m in love with you, / that means I’m not alone inside of it. "
Yanyi, from “Leaving the House,” Dream of the Divided Field (via lifeinpoetry)
