How to Stop Sleeping
perch your anger and remorse like weighty buzzards in a willow
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no, the first kiss didn’t matter. hardly remembered, really. some boy in kindergarten or first grade, lip-smackers and vaseline, maybe a playground, under the risers at lunch. but i remember the first time my second nature, my sloppy flirtations, threaded a boy’s oblivion. side-swiped a consciousness. the orange lamplight on washington street during kick the [...]
We exist not only in the realm of our capabilities but in the realm of our unknown. Remember that you are greater than the sum of your parts, which are more than you give yourself credit for. The beauty of life is taking the risks to discover not only who we are now, but uncovering [...]
