quiet room;

July 22nd, 2005 · 6 comments

it’s like this, when i am tiny & worn. like this, when i am trying to fit all of my kind and gentle words back into my body and everyone around me. believes i’m a disaster.

there is no sorrow but this sorrow like a breath. no life but this life like a slow unfolding, a sigh across the pillows; the way my small feet dangle to the floor.

there is movement here, like a splendid secret; i feel quiet and small, but one of these days. i will tell you everything.

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