seafoam* posted a quote
November 29, 2018 7:44pm UTC
I didn’t know that the war was still inside you, that there was a war to begin with, that once it enters you it never leaves—but merely echoes – A Letter to My Mother that She Will Never Read
“ Tell me the story again, of the sparrows who flew from falling Rome, their blazed wings. How ruin nested inside each thimbled throat & made it sing —OCEAN VUONG, SEVENTH CIRCLE OF EARTH.
seafoam* posted a quote
February 9, 2017 8:26pm UTC
Show me how ruin makes a home out of hip bones. O mother, O minutehand, teach me how to hold a man the way thirst holds water. Let every river envy our mouths. Let every kiss hit the body like a season.
don’t be afraid. The end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us. Don’t worry. Your father is only your father until one of you forgets. Like how the spine won’t remember its wings no matter how many times our knees kiss the pavement… get up. The most beautiful part of your body is where it’s headed. & remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world…