|—||Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via colorfulblur)|
Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern.
I don’t write poetry when I wish, I write when I can’t, when my larynx is flooded and my throat is shut. My poems are more my silence than my speech. Just as music is a kind of quiet. Sounds are needed only to unveil the various layers of silence.
Everyone’s dealing with the hurricane in their own ways.
Town designed to look like a drought burdened desert
lol look they finally found god.
THEY FINALLY FOUND GOD