I just needed one person, for once to mean what they say. Just one person.
For the first time in this lifetime, i felt miles of distance and an inch away closeness, in the same moment. Your mere words were enough to clutch my heart & make it bleed. You opened the gates with a volcanic force, slit my heart & went away in the morning light, and i longed just for another sight.
-Anneshwa
He is so much like me, talking to him is like talking to myself, looking into his eyes is just like looking into the mirror.
-Anneshwa
Something about the way your lips moved when they called out my name. Dew drops from heaven placed on those soft petals. Thunders woke me up turning those drops into hails. All in vain. Just a nightmarish daydream.
Anneshwa
Say something I'm giving up on you
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The wind overwhelms me, the dusk overwhelms me, the cars, the lights, the crowd, the emptiness, the dark, the light, everything overwhelms me. The dews on the veins, the mourning birds, the talking grains and the longing trains. Everything aches, everything burns, everything overwhelms. The existence, and the disappearance.
-Ann 🌻
“Was it possible I had something to give? Out of the nothingness that was my life? Really, what the fuck did I have to give? Woman with too many holes in her. And yet there was something. Words.”
— Lidia Yuknavitch, from The Chronology of Water: A Memoir
Competition kills the joy of the process.