Sunday, May 13, 2012

a fabulous truth about writers:

You see, a writer will only
look at you in words, fancy
words, full of fancy nouns and
fancy verbs, and gaze
at you longingly in adjectives.
They will wrap your body and
keep it warm in never
ending sentences and undress
you with just the right
punctuations and you will
never be able to
read them like the way
they can break open your spine
and read you like
you’re their favorite book.
And when they are done,
they will leave you in a
state of ellipsis (—speechless;
wanting more, yearning
more, waiting, staying for
the rest, hoping for a story
that never ends.)

- via obliteratedheart, by the writer of 52hearts.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

constellations lead me home

Peel back my ribcage & cover every page of my heart with love poems that you will burn some day. The most fertile lands were built by the hands of volcanoes & I want to know what grows beneath the drone of hallmark and roses, I want your goodbye to feel like explosives.
-Andrea Gibson, from “Wasabi”
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