Pain made him whom he is;
The heart breaks once, like china, and the whole life yields to it.
It came from nowhere
like thunder or third parties.
For a city of unpredictabilities, her real map
is a tangling of all our lifelines.
The moment a feeling enters the body
you are vulnerable, become political.
I sometimes imagine us, each walking down our own street
toward the intersection without terror.
Deeply beautiful.
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Thank you, that’s a real compliment.
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Blessings.
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