In your arms I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters. I forget how to hold myself together. So if I unfold now like a love letter tell me you'll write back soon. Tell me you'll still come untethered.

I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.

We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.

Do you know they found land mines in woman's souls.

You never wish on shooting stars. You wish on the ones that have the courage to shine where they are.

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

Someday we will dare to trade good for true