Right now there’s a man on the street outside my door with outstretched hands full of heartbeats no one can hear. He has cheeks like torn sheet music every tear-broken crescendo falling on deaf ears. At his side there’s a boy with eyes like an anthem no one stands up for.
Andrea GibsonI don't believe we're hateful. I think mostly we're just asleep, but the math adds up the same.
Andrea GibsonA doctor once told me I feel too much. I said, so does god. that’s why you can see the grand canyon from the moon.
Andrea Gibson