I Never Before Felt This Ache In My Chest
I never before felt this ache in my chest
when the lover on screen was found broken and dead.
But now
it's you. And it's me
in the story.
And when looking for death, there's no need to hurry.
My heart blocks my throat
I don't know what to do
Now the survivor is me
and the dead one is you.
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This Spanish lesson that reads like a half finished poem
text version below (click on "keep reading")
Sanded by Kara
Daydreaming of the sea again Sitting on its sore shore Waves like a collar and chain Flowing with your tide As the moon nears the floor Devoted to its own time
The one picture I got of the eclipse was through clouds
The world may be in crisis, but the mulberries are ripe, and they taste just as good as ever.
The world may be in crisis, but the fireflies came out at dusk yesterday. And they will come out again tonight, and tomorrow, too.
The world may be in crisis. But today a breeze stirred my hair and cooled my face, and it eased the heat of the summer sun and I took a deep breath and I breathed.
The world may be in crisis, but a stranger smiled at me, and a dog found a good home, and a toddler told his baby sister he loved her.
The world may be in crisis, but the world still holds people who are working to heal it.
The world may be in crisis, but there is still a world. And the world contains us, the world contains love, the world contains beauty. And the mulberries are ripe.
There is still a world.
Winterreise
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