Memoryslandscape: “Somewhere I Had Lost Someone– So Dear Or So Great Or So Fine That I Never Cared Again: As If Time Dimmed, And Color And Sound Were Gone.” — William Stafford, From “Looking Across The River,” The Darkness Around Us Is Deep:
tanya-nicole:I won’t glorify or romanticize heartbreak. For me, it was a kind of death and I was forced to keep living. ~ Warsan Shire
