Willzzies page

I post book quotes and poetry (some original as well!) they/them

[willzzie]

"For I felt that if I could put enough miles between me and the place from which that letter came, and if I could put enough events between me and the events mentioned in the letter, would I not be free to take everything just as it came and not see hundreds of years in every gesture, every word spoken, every face?"

- Lucy by Jamaica Kincaid, page 31

[willzzie]

"I still remember the faint smile she gave me when we said goodbye at the station near her house. That smile became a small wound that opened somewhere in the back of my brain. It acted up on rainy days like an old football injury."

- If Cats Disappeared From the World by Genki Kawamura, page 71

[willzzie]

The first thing you did that gave me butterflies was the way you squeezed my hand. Stingy particles flowing around in a haze. Hard and tight, like you spoke that way. Those things that one could have never said. The kind that's so sweet, and also a little crude. I fell for the way you held me close, tight, like a promise or maybe a willow. The thing I used to paint in my head when the blanket wasn't enough to make me okay. It's odd how this works. All your words could turn me around. If you promise to not make me dizzy, then I might believe your mind. I like to have you by my side. Although having someone dear is a hard thing to stand. Space can feel empty though I've filled it before. This beating yet quiet sorrow is only because I'm thinking of tomorrow.

[willzzie]

"Tears slid down my cheeks, and I hated it a little, this weakness of mine, this inability to deal with my past and with my infinite guilt. But it was nice, having told someone. Taking this stinging pain inside me and putting it outside my body for a little."

- Not in Love by Ali Hazelwood, page 287

[willzzie]

"I said goodbye to everything a month before we left. I would not miss the lake; it stank anyway, and the fish that lived in it were dying from living in it. I would not miss the long hot days, I would not miss the cool shaded woods, I would not miss the strange birds, I would not miss animals that came out at dusk looking for food—I would not miss anything, for I long ago had decided not to miss anything."

- Lucy by Jamaica Kincaid, page 81

[willzzie]

Take me down and put me in a box. I've got a bruise on my own wrist from holding it too hard. You don't know how to talk to me, but that's okay. Sometimes nothing's easy. I wish I had some structure. I've got to hold it all together, so please, hold me together. I don't like it when people listen to me breathing. In fact, the world scares me. How can everything be so big when I remain so small? I keep wishing for things. It's like a beat from my heart. Maybe it will never quiet down. The words might actually make me cry. Maybe attention is all I want after all. A child's cry becomes your hearts beating. In one way or another. Maybe I never had a mother. And maybe I never had a father. Then I'll always be my own child. Too short to reach things and too naive to understand. If a child is all I'll ever be then put me in a box. In there I will whisper this poem under my breath because that's all I have the guts to do. Trying to be more burns anyway so make it burn.

[willzzie]

Those who had to pull themselves together doesn't like it when it hurts. I used to hurt even if I wasn't allowed to. I couldn't help it when it felt like everything was spilling over. I want to hurt now that I can. Now when no one is telling me to stop. I want to feel it completely.

[willzzie]

Common break down my walls, tear through them. Make me vulnerable so that you can hurt me again.

I will sew myself back together like always, and we can pretend that you're good to me.

I don't know how to do this anyway.

[willzzie]

"I wonder - if nobody is listening to my voice, am I making any sound at all?"

- from Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

[willzzie]

I think I need crutches to walk, because I keep breaking my foot. But I don't want you to know how it's going. I wish that I was red because it's stronger, like I wanna be. If you knew how it was going could I keep it?