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The 8 count concerto

I inhale the space between
continents,
stretch my legs.
It's moments like
this- you can feel it
happening- that you grow
transformed
partly into something
else strange and
unnameable-
so when death comes
it can only take
part of
you.

An afternoon in February

the phone rings again. "I have just about gotten over it, I have just about gotten over you." "Thank you," I say and hang up.

"Then it hit me and I just blurted, ‘I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them."

- Sylvia Plath

"Things are so easily lost. Things just can't be kept forever."

- Charles Bukowski

"Death comes slowly like ants to a fallen fig."

- Charles Bukowski

Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.

- Frida Kahlo

"Wait, see how the morning breaks- it's the simplest of love songs but it's all our hearts can take"

- Noah Gundersen

" I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear."

- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

"I'll be honest about it. It is not atheists who get stuck in my craw, but agnostics. Doubt is useful for a while. We must all pass through the garden of Gethsemane. If Christ played with doubt, so must we. If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, 'My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?' then surely we are also permitted doubt. But we must move on. To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation."

- Yann Martel, Life of Pi