Some days I wake up and all I feel are the fractures
in the flesh that covers the only me I’ve ever known.
Some days it is those exact fissures that let the light
hiding inside me pour out and cover in gold everyone
that found enough beauty in the cracks to stand close. -Tyler Knott Gregson
lauantai 17. maaliskuuta 2012
"Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?"
