In recovery and in waiting, there’s always this period that is coming, coming, coming
this is less of an essay and more of a love letter
i hope this grief stays with me
[ a critical essay on desire ]
"Nothing is lost. . .Everything is transformed." ― Michael Ende, The Neverending Story "Give me a call when you get a chance, my life is changing, and…
nothing is lost, everything is transformed (if we're willing)
“Longing,” as Robert Hass said, “because desire is full of endless distances.”
notes/poems of grief
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