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Do you ever look at the moon and go, holy shit, I'm standing on a planet? In the fucking middle of space?!! And people are shopping?
He didn't know her well enough to undress her with his eyes. So instead, he tickled her with them until she had multiple paroxysms.
We write things that we cannot say, say things that we cannot do, and do things that we cannot write or say. #complicatedhumans
-- to be led inside, to be brought into the boudoir of another's mind, is all I ever want.
One day a Beatles song will cause you to yell "stop the car" and jump face first, crying, into the snow, with your children's mouths agape.
I look for droplets of real -- the accretions that make a life -- funny, poetic, sad, gripping, dreamy, devastating...it all adds to love
The shadow of her missing light follows me everywhere.
The mad place, the pure place, the place of rest and beauty and love.
My kids are at that age when I can joke about "choking the chicken" and they laugh because they think I'm talking about an actual chicken.
Magic fucking happens. Either way you want to read that, I wish it for you.
I like how there's an angel food cake and a devil's food cake, but not a conflicted tortured soul cake.
She's tangled in threads of me I can't see.
Laughter is the opened window of the soul.
I promise in the same way every human breath keeps saying what it can say in the very face of what it can’t.
She's really good at the face first crying leap onto bed. Also has perfected the crying door slam. She's only 7, but she's my drama queen.
Pain can be so subtle.
Sometimes what's really necessary is to let go of what's necessary.
I always thought being on the outside of a woman's chest was where I wanted to be. Turns out being on the inside is way more interesting.
She was never enough, and always too much.
Prone to musing and to being prone. Poetry @deeflies