Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
Monterey Bay Aquarium

if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins

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todays bird
trying on a metaphor

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Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
Thaddäus
robert frank untitled (children with sparklers in provincetown) 1958
“When there’s a fresh wound in your heart, keep it open until it heals. Air it out. Understand it. Dive into it. Be fierce enough to become it. If you ignore it, it won’t be able to breath. If you ignore it, it will merely deepen, spread, and resurface later, wanting to release. And when later happens, it will hurt even more; because when later happens, you won’t know what you’re bleeding for … Remain open to feel free.”
— Victoria Erickson
“When there’s a fresh wound in your heart, keep it open until it heals. Air it out. Understand it. Dive into it. Be fierce enough to become it. If you ignore it, it won’t be able to breath. If you ignore it, it will merely deepen, spread, and resurface later, wanting to release. And when later happens, it will hurt even more; because when later happens, you won’t know what you’re bleeding for … Remain open to feel free.”
— Victoria Erickson
Sunset at Millennium Green in North Hykeham.
im going to bed so if u feel warm and cosy all of a sudden that’s me in my dreams giving u a hug
i am so determined to fall more in love with life. intentionally romanticising the walks i am on, the birds chirping, the blooming nature around me, the water in my cup of tea turning from a light peach tone to a dark pink, the poetry i write, the things i am learning, my handwriting, dozing off while sitting in front of my window, all of it and more. I have to take a closer look at the little things that make my heart beat faster.