"I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember."
-Dominic Riccitello
Memories are like the waves across the ocean and tonight I am drowning....
-s
The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947
Even death has a heart
-Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
The movie in my mind is blue-- As June runs into warm July I think of little else but you.
- from June to December : Summer Villanelle
Look at you comforting others with the words you wish to hear
Ilya Kaminsky, from "Musica Humana", Dancing in Odessa: Poems
I hope people around me love me enough to do sadaqa jariyah in my name when I die.
-her.written.thoughts
-Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”