#sunset grocery

[lifeinpoetry]

as months grow into years, the fears go undercover, as do the dreams. the connection between night & day is too painful & so each morning i cross the river of waking washed clean of nocturnal memory. the price for a respectable daytime existence is high. it is my own desire. creating a vacuum, the hollow space which i become.

— Rita Wong, from “sunset grocery,” Monkeypuzzle

[theremarkablethingsaboutlove]

[nepantlera-en-la-frontera-blog]

sunset grocery, sunset heights, el paso