There are moments in life that feel so structured and poetic that they feel less like reality and more like scripted fiction and I think that those are some of the most important ones to hold onto
Bandaging scrapes after falling off of a bike. The first time without training wheels.
A broken toy ends up with everyone in tears and a first heart-felt apology.
A birthmark/scar they were embarrassed about until the other said it looked cool.
Sleeping together on the couch after a full day at the pool. They smell like chlorine and sunscreen.
Copying each other’s homework and doing their best not to make it too obvious.
One is upset and says they don’t want to be friends anymore… They didn’t really mean it, but it’s too late to take it back.
A rib-crushing hug before leaving for Summer vacation.
A spot in the neighborhood that only they know about.
Parents start packing extra lunch so they can share with each other at school.
A secret whispered behind a cupped hand, and a pinky promise to never tell.
Decades later, reminiscing and wishing things could go back to being so simple.
that specific brand of vampire media that’s like “you’re a late 90s-early 00s vampire in a leather jacket and sunglasses in some sleazy underground goth club that’s playing electro industrial/aggrotech/goth rock music” ruined me on all other vamp media, I too want to be a vampire in a leather jacket & sunglasses in some sleazy underground goth club that’s playing electro industrial/aggrotech/goth rock music
this is what it means to be human
Everything, Mary Oliver
The Breathing, Denise Levertov
A Prayer by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski
Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish (translated by Mohammad Shaheen)
Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara
Eating Together by Li-Young Lee
The Orange by Wendy Cope
The Quiet Machine, Ada Limón
To Go Mad, Paruyr Sevak
Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro
Hammond B3 Organ Cistern, Gabrielle Calvocoressi
Peace XVIII, Khalil Gibran
Your Unripe Love, Paruyr Sevak (from “Anthology of Armenian poetry")
Here and Now by Peter Balakian
Ich finde dich (I find you) by Rainer Maria Rilke
The Thing Is by Ellen Bass
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you. by Gabrielle Calvocoressi
I Want to Write Something So Simply by Mary Oliver
What's Not to Love by Brendan Constantine
Where does such tenderness come from? by Marina Tsvetaeva
You Are Tired (I Think) by E. E. Cummings
Living With the News by W.S.Merwin
What the Living Do by Marie Howe
"He would not fucking say that" but it's "He would not handle someone having a breakdown in front of him like that."
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