A thousand little broken things may stall in a moment, against an obstacle; but in another instant those tiny things re-break themselves … propelled by gravity and the familiarity of brokenness.
A thousand little broken things may stall in a moment, against an obstacle; but in another instant those tiny things re-break themselves … propelled by gravity and the familiarity of brokenness.
Anything beautiful and lasting in my life is carried in my skin and bones and deep in the folds of my recollections.
I could fit one million myselves into the buildings nestled in the photo, but I scan it all with my entire eye in one second.