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the fundamentals of caring (2016)

i kind of have a thing for assholes.

wnq-writers

I was a summer drought and he looked like rain, I was a cold winter morning and he stole the sun just to warm me up, “I can feel the whole universe just by touching you,” he used to always tell me, it was his way of reminding me that I matter and that he sees everything in me, sleeping with him was like laying in the field, at midnight, with smiling stars and curious leaves, he could make my heart dance and my mind sing, “You’re my moon and I’m your Saturn,” he whispered me on that day of May, “But Saturn has like 62 moons,’‘ my brain shouted, his big brown eyes were looking at me, surprised by my silence, ’'There are moons in your mind, gales in your chest, sunsets in your eyes, meteor shower in your voice and I take everything with me, I could never say goodbye to you.”

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lifeinpoetry

LOVE, what we call it when it keeps feeling that way. But what is it? A private language? A motion, ever towards? A memory the body keeps of those palms on my flank? And must it be a kind of mourning?

— Rebecca Lindenberg, from “Love, an Index,” Love, an Index