i. the pathos of cholera. when first i watched you kissing her, the other woman, the other half of who you were then, i remember biting my lip and turning jealousy into a moaning reality. underneath your eyelids, warm and damp with nighttime visions, i became covert, i became your guardian! silently i absorbed you with the thawing winter; in time
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that is what i feel for every person i have ever cared about, and i never knew why. i cannot believe you found the words for that, and that they were that easy. thank you.
publication would be wonderful for you...you already inspire so many people it seems. and yet part of me hopes you will never become a bestseller, but just float from city to city leaving a papertrail of beautiful prose for those lucky enough to seek it out and find it.
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and i've often thought the same thing that you said, about my writing. (re: publication...etc)
it's why now i don't want to get "An English Degree To Become A Career Writer"
i'd much rather persue an academic passion instead(i'm thinking international affairs, concentration on central/eastern europe)
& then, with that, just travel. travel, roam, and write.
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anyway, thanks for the compliment.
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it's
____guitarmy.
add me back,
xo
sondra
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thank you for reading, miss!
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