The boy is beautiful. He hears them say it as the winding key coaxes his gears into motion, as he wakes in a building of steel and sunlight.
"Branches alone do not make a forest, however magical they are.”
for eons i have nurtured / this valley of woes / within these lines is a prayer
You were
Someone who said
My eyes were shaped like cherry blossoms
"This is a fossil of an ammonite. Inside, it’s a sea creature from billions of years ago. You and I, we are a kind of fossil, too. Ever notice how much nicer your whole body feels in water?”
She leads you away from the dog house, and though you have no idea where you’re going—no idea what lies ahead—not once do you feel the need to look back.
My familiar evening lights have a new companion—a man-made star. I guess that’s how it works, isn’t it? One day, an unexpected something happens, and from that moment on, you just know everything is going to be different.
I spotted a fish tail flapping over the surface and an iridescent shimmer darting beneath the water. "Sophia," Papa said, I have brought you a friend."
“Water flows down the mountains, across the valleys, and through every living thing. Water courses through you right now. If anyone knew the truth about his love, it would be the water."
Faces slick with amber heat
over a bundle of sticks
we were trying to light into
something else