#stephen dobyns

[apoemaday]

Grief

by Stephen Dobyns

Trying to remember you is like carrying water in my hands a long distance across sand. Somewhere people are waiting. They have drunk nothing for days.

Your name was the food I lived on; now my mouth is full of dirt and ash. To say your name was to be surrounded by feathers and silk; now, reaching out, I touch glass and barbed wire. Your name was the thread connecting my life; now I am fragments on a tailor’s floor.

I was dancing when I learned of your death; may my feet be severed from my body.

[metamorphesque]

musings on grief

Evan Knoll, Grave of the Fireflies, Stephen Dobyns, Pablo Neruda, Donte Collins, Vincent Van Gogh, Natalie Diaz, Hannah Lock, @metamorphesque , Anna Akhmatova, Ocean Vuong

buy me a coffee

[aemperatrix]

Stephen Dobyns

[contremineur]

Stephen Dobyns, Footstep

from here

[caritasangelus]

something about grief and the feelings i've been dealing with for a while

the only thing by sufjan stevens // beautiful short loser by ocean vuong // to people in paintings by @caritasangelus // bombay sapphire by holly warburton // forever winter by taylor swift // still life with skulls and bacon // john my beloved by sufjan stevens // final notations by adrienne rich // growing around grief // the reassurance by thom gunn // cigarette daydreams by cage the elephant // spirit hold by holly warburton // grief by stephen dobyns // this isn't the end by owl city

[altheterrible]

[runningfromadream]

Your name was the thread connecting my life; now I am fragments on a tailor's floor.

Stephen Dobyns

[tenth-sentence]

The snowflakes in the high beams looked immense.

"The Church of Dead Girls" - Stephen Dobyns