A lot of the job that one has to do as a writer is to protect the thing that doesn't match the world.
Kay RyanThe day misspent, the love misplaced, has inside it the seed of redemption. Nothing is exempt from resurrection.
Kay RyanForgetting takes space./Forgotten matters displace/as much anything else as/anything else. We must/skirt unlabeled crates/as thought it made sense/and take them when we go/to other states.
Kay RyanIf we have not struggled/as hard as we can/at our strongest/how will we sense/the shape of our losses/or know what sustains/us longest or name/what change costs us,/saying how strange/it is that one sector/of the self can step in/for another in trouble,/how loss activates/a latent double, how/we can feed/as upon nectar/upon need?
Kay Ryan