Tuesday, February 7, 2017

a morbid feeling along the crosswalk that passed upon arrival to the sidewalk

I know these women who try to look like stone. They are going through mud and want to look like stone.

I told this lover, unrelated to the women close to me looking like stone, i told her we know we are going to lose eventually and that's what makes our desire to keep surviving beautiful. That we keep trying even knowing we are going to lose. And i told her this because she has survived so much more than me and here she was a miracle over and over again a miracle