-adorabells
Have you taken down 'prayer in the attic'? Please tell me no because it's one of my favourite books here. =(
delamiafede
ohio-gozaimasu
and i miss you.
it's so strange and so nice to follow you on spotify and sometimes see that - at the exact same moment as me! - you're listening to music. it's a small relief, but an important one, to know that you're still feeling and living and struggling on. i see you, and i am rooting for you. know that. <3
secretelektra
WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME??
secretelektra
hi. please consider posting your magic again. i miss it very much. thank you. with love, t
delamiafede
there goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen
she had a marvelous time ruining everything
ohio-gozaimasu
"I can wade Grief—
Whole Pools of it—
I'm used to that—
But the least push of Joy
Breaks up my feet—
And I tip—drunken—"
ohio-gozaimasu
oh, poet.
thinking of you is being in a dusty, kind attic,
a pillar of heartbreaking afternoon light
winking at you -
a western old friend against the twilighted window.
i am missing the days of youth,
oh, muse.
more than that,
i miss the days before it
when classicism was modernism
and alreadies were not-yets.
dream well.
delamiafede
@ohio-gozaimasu i don’t merit being called a poet. i let that word go long ago. but you, sparrow, you’re definitely a poet. i don’t think i have the words to match yours—but i treasure you so much. so much. we talk maybe a few times a year, but you’re one of those people that are somehow always there. in music, in thought, sometimes when i’m praying i like to say the names out loud of the people who are important; you’re there.
delamiafede
Community Life by Lorrie Moore
ceaseium
pls force me to start ariel
delamiafede
“I saw the days of the year stretching ahead like a series of bright, white boxes, and separating one box from another was sleep, like a black shade.” (Sylvia Plath, the Bell Jar)