Road Music
He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chest
where a heart would fit perfectly
and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place—
well then, game over.
He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chest
where a heart would fit perfectly
and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place—
well then, game over.
Scheherazade, by Richard Siken
I may be massively afraid of love and change, but who isn’t?
from Richard Siken
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(por broken sundowns)
“A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river
but then he’s still left
with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away
but then he’s still left with his hands.”
- Richard Siken
Here are the illuminated cities at the center of me.