Tag: words

One kind of good book should leave you asking: how did the author know that about me?

Be humble for you are made of earth.
Be noble for you are made of stars.

My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming don’t care that they are naked. There is something burning in there.

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary.

Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently

Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there.

She wears strength and darkness equally well,
the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

In sorrow, pretend to be fearless. In happiness, tremble.

Leave. Stay gone. They have never understood who you were, your sadness, your struggle, who you became. They haven’t peeked inside your soul. Don’t tell them how soft and warm it is; how incredibly fragile. Hand over heart, you’ll be okay in their absence. I promise.