February 2012
“To wait for what comes,
To leave what is over.”
– Louise Bogan, from “To a Dead Lover” (via proustitute)
“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are...”
– Anais Nin (via clavicola)
“When I am tired of only touching,
I have a mouth to try to tell you
...”
– Mary Szybist (via lunch-poems)
