#poberolo

[poberolo]

Your new life is going to cost you your old one. It’s going to cost you your comfort zone and your sense of direction. It’s going to cost you being liked, and understood. But it doesn’t matter. Because the people who are meant for you are going to meet you on the other side. And you’re going to build a new comfort zone around the things that actually move you forward. And instead of liked, you’re going to be loved. Instead of understood, you’re going to be seen. All you’re going to lose is what was built for a person you no longer are. Let it go.

Brianna Wiest

[poberolo]

-What road, what road did you take

that brought you here at last?

-No road, no road did I take.

I leaped from dream to dream.

(Franz Werfel)

[poberolo]

A Hundred Ways To Say Your Name

T. De Rozario

I avoid speaking your name in conversation, throwing it to the air

as if it were nothing more than an assumption of you; it is my last mode of defence.

The last item of clothing to discard before I realise I’m naked in public.

Because they can hear it in my voice. I know.

Even in that one short syllable that means everything and nothing;

your name is as common as you are rare.

As easy as you are not. As simple as love should be, but never is.

But when I’m alone,

I tie my tongue softly round the familiar sound,

as if pronouncing with conviction the phonetics of desire will cause time to pause

just long enough for the earth to hear me naming my loss.