Ars Poetica
May the poems be
the little snail’s trail.
Everywhere I go,
every inch: quiet record
of the foot’s silver prayer.
I lived once.
Thank you.
It was here.
—Aracelis Girmay
Notes
-
definingnormal likes this
-
brooklynnocturne reblogged this from gammasandgerunds
-
iamiambs reblogged this from gammasandgerunds
-
tustella reblogged this from gammasandgerunds
-
cloroxforshells reblogged this from gammasandgerunds
-
these-summer-nights-in-december likes this
-
twonotebooks reblogged this from gammasandgerunds
-
hanmarbou likes this
-
litverve likes this
-
jakeohm reblogged this from gammasandgerunds
-
filthiestlaugh likes this
-
adorer likes this
-
whiskeybot likes this
-
gammasandgerunds posted this
