— Heather Christle, The Crying Book


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— Heather Christle, The Crying Book
I don’t need anything but you and some light the world goes on getting inferred it is so stubborn and will not erase things I think I should rub out my eyes you will recognize me still won’t you I am much older now older than I’ll ever be all these eyes in my head and the light what distinguishes my face from a tree is the total lack of commentary as in that tree loves you honestly loves you I’m the noisy one who has to say it
Heather Christle, Trying To Return To The Sun
how many times will I blink between now and the moment you find me
Heather Christle, That Little Bird Was Not Ok
poem for those who still believe HOW LIKE AN ISLAND by heather christle How like an island we are in love encouraging moss & like an island we are barely moving Just to exist takes much concentration & like an island in love we have a house in our two imaginations & they intersect It strengthens the house & our feelings Unlike an island we wake up An island never sleeps That is its duty & ours to remain in love barely moving We do not want to disturb the house Do not want it to fall into the ocean that is always so nearby It surrounds us & is moving Like an island the ocean does not see us or care why though we persist in loving it at one rate or another & are waking close together in the dark
Teamwork Should Come From the Soul
They were projecting a hologram onto my snowsuit A hologram of nature A snowsuit of white Nature was not moving but I was moving and that was most of the plot We got good ratings They were going to release nature in Los Angeles Houston and Maine but I was never going to be released anywhere They were going to give me snacks and send me into the tundra and evaluate how long I survived It was our greatest collaboration I thought Only they were the ones with ideas and I contributed two things My body and the suggestion that we should maybe try to write it down When I died it would be a polar bear that got me I predicted and tried to practice relaxing b/c I wanted my last feeling to be relaxation but they said that wouldn't fit in with the show