"And now we’re supposed to go back to our normal lives. That’s what people do. They have these amazing experiences with another person, and then they just go home and clean the bathroom or whatever."
- Susane Colasanti, When It Happens  (via larmoyante)

spokeninkwells:

He presses his
sawmill mouth against mine
and I forgive him for killing trees.
Say,
"Destruction is a different form of creation"
and as each nature made tower hits earth,
I find beauty in the release.

"He collects my poems like fireflies;
pokes holes in the lid and says:
“This how I know I’m alive.”"
- Sext (He Says My Words are like Light)

(Source: spokeninkwells)