reminders i carry in my hand: by juliatrotti, literature
Literature
reminders i carry in my hand:
dear me,
you do not have a terrible heart. you do not
have sad eyes and love is not a war you need
to win. sometimes i feel like disappearing, but
remember:
we are never really alone.
dear me,
every now and then, you can close your eyes
and still find your way. remember to breathe
because you did not sink a paper boat and you
are not floating underwater. you already know
the answer to the question you are looking for.
dear me,
remember the small things, like the writing in
the borders of pages. see the things that
everyone else misses. listen to your thoughts
and then lose yourself.
dear me,
laugh until it makes you cry. see
5 postcards from nowhere: by juliatrotti, literature
Literature
5 postcards from nowhere:
postcard 1:
somewhere between here and
there i realised: good things don't
happen because of 52. they happen
because we let them.
postcard 2:
and baby i'm afraid of a lot of things.
like the way your fingers read my skin like
braille in the dark. and i may not have any more
secrets left that way.
postcard 3:
but you still like to explore every corner of
my spine.
postcard 4:
i have a drawer full of foxgloves and a
sandpit of forget-me-nots. i
love your stretching tree-branch arms.
postcard 5:
you are magic, you are magic, i say. and i am
lost in the ocean of your eyes.