where it comes from
I think poetry is what comes out of the bits inside of you who don’t know how to cry except through syllables.
I think poetry is what comes out of the bits inside of you who don’t know how to cry except through syllables.
I’m trying to reconstruct something which may or may not have been broken so if you can see the pieces, pick them up and if they were torn apart by invisible hands let’s stitch them together with visible words and comfort let’s love Us back into being.