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Mahmoud Darwish, from Almond Blossoms and Beyond; “I Sit At Home,”
“… always rub honey into wounds instead of salt.”
— Meggie Royer, Writings For Winter
“You sipping coffee with your legs draped across mine; I don’t wish to move.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Sandra Cisneros, from “Loose Woman and Woman Hollerin Creek,”wr. c. 1994
Margaret Atwood, from Eating Fire in “Selected Poems I: 1965-1975″
wrote this when depersonalization was ruining me
I’m going to keep pouring myself into her
I’m going to use all the love you never allowed yourself to receive
but when the day is over and all goes quiet,
the deepest depths of my soul will ache to know how you are
I want to ask how your mother is and if your dad’s gotten better. How is work? How is life? I want to hear the last song you heard and the last thought you had. I’m tired of learning about your life through our friends. I don’t know you anymore and it hurts. It hurts so fucking bad. I don’t want to be a stranger, I want back in your head. I want to be your best friend again.
You’re there, you’re right there in front of me.
Yet like a frightened animal, you’ll disappear the moment I take a step forward.
But you’re a force of nature- why should a wildfire fear a flower?
I fell in love on a secret path that didn’t lead to your heart but to a place where you had kept her in a cage knowing you couldn’t have her for she was away and wanting to keep her anyway you needed validation for your own damnation and you called her your salvation Maybe I loved the way you loved her Or maybe I loved the way you didn’t love me All in all it was a good run and now The finishing line is in my sight The price is heartbreak and babe I stood first
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