Do You Not Wish to Enter Your Dark Forest? {poetry}
Wish you not to celebrate it? To be purified, baptized by your own most sacred pains, having made a halo with bloody hands?
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I Wish You. {poetry}
I wish you the cool clean whiteness of shells, the sacredness of bones, the memory of flight that leaves its signature in the feather.
Celebrate You. {poetry}
Celebrate you.
Not just the achievements.
Nor merely the survivals.
But the calm and the mundane as well.
For it is the canvas holding you
the space upon which you are (being) painted.
She Wishes for Things. {poetry}
And she wishes to mother her babies again, so delicious they were, and their scent, the way they smelled,
like innocence, with her cheek up against, their silky, smooth cheeks so to breathe them in, to feel a tiny, flailing fist
against her skin, and little eyes looking up, to feel them ...
I Need Your Love.
My dreams lose their senses in the
redolent path of wishes and desires,
they pass through the loom to distill their mind.
Page 1 of 365: My Wish for You.
I wish you enough failures, mistakes, and roadblocks to help you realize that even a box of darkness contains a gift.
Where Are You? A Letter from the Girl Who Hasn’t Met You Yet.
Are you busy changing the world the way you’ll someday change mine? Are you chasing dreams and spreading kindness and holding the door open for the little old lady at the store? I hope you know that I think everything you’re doing is wonderful.
Sometimes I Get Scared That You Don’t Exist.
Sometimes, on hot summer nights, I wonder if you imagine falling asleep under the stars, laughing as we try to think about something to wish for, because our wildest dream already came true. Sometimes, I wonder if you know I am out here, spending my nights wondering about you. I wonder if you ...