Friday, March 4, 2011

You have been loved

Something was broken.
I slammed into a wall and the porcelain plates slid to the floor as the glass shelves inside crashed together. I want you to know that I tried to walk away; I tried to seal this room off, I tried to protect it from this but locked doors aren't protected from earthquakes. I have to keep my hands over my mouth to keep the broken pieces from falling out. I have to swallow back the jagged shards and when I talk I can hear my voice scraping through the glass at the back of my throat where syllables and conjunctions got lost. Every sentence became a fragment held together with commas. I was a dotted line and every day the space between the dashes grew larger.


  1. Hey thanks for the quote, I'm definitely interested in reading Paper Towns now :)

    I'm hoping that it'll work out this time. Maybe the third time will be the charm? Who knows, I guess.

  2. 'Every sentences became a fragment held together with commas.'

    oh dear, this did break me. you weave words magically.



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