DL Rose

“We broke to let the light in. Broke to let it out. Broke and waited for the right thing to fill tired skins out. We broke to break and broke to heal. Broke to feel alive and broke to just feel. Broke to humble and we broke to build. Broke to take. Broke to give. Broke to forget and broke to fix. From fixing we learned and from learning came life. Came reasons to go and more reason to try. But more than that, from breaking we know that though we shed, we can always regrow. Always reseed. Always restart. This is the natural process of a heart.”
― Sophia Thakur

“Beautiful is to be seen and not heard
to carefully measure the tone of voice, volume of delivery, weight of words.”
― Lynne Schmidt

“I have been drenched in you
I'm going about my day soaking
like us in Canons Park, when your car became a prison and I escaped to the side of the road and wept with the rain.
That day it understood me where you couldn't.
And held me when you wouldn't.
I'm soaking again.
So of course you have pushed your way into every conversation.
Even when I meet those polite folk who only as with their eyes. You spill from my mouth like a tsunami.
How vocal this lonely.
Sliding into every crevice of my day, I count the minutes by you.
It's been an hour and I haven't said your name. But still,
there is no getting away from this layer of wet skin sat on mine.
Where can I go this wet?
Where is quiet enough to listen to the little ripples
writing themselves along my arms, and then spend hours building those stories about how we would travel far from here and surf them once they grew into waves?
Everyone leave me alone today.
It's for me and the you of my mind to hold our breath
for as long as possible underneath our reality
which is this.”
― Sophia Thakur, Somebody Give This Heart a Pen

“Because I would like to live in a world where I can waste time hating my sister and not be afraid that someone will kill her.”
― Lynne Schmidt