I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
HANNAH PEARLThe moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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Surely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
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What a shame – how the taste of you could rot even the cedar and cypress. How you fooled the redwood into believing narcissus’ pond was made for two.
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The moon may bring peace, but the sun, she offers resilience.
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And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.
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Love is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
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The autumn breeze carves out an ache in your memory.
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I’m from a state that houses too many cornfields and a town that no one takes seriously- in a home where glass cuts hurt less than deeply wounded words.
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Don’t bother finding a soulmate. Your aunt tells you, your fluffy scrambled eggs are the best she’s had and dammit, you can enjoy those all by yourself. No need to share the wealth.
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You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
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I hide behind olive branches. So afraid of others knowing what lay beneath the broken rifle. The reality hitting the pavement like bullets that stem from war.
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Indigo child, you hid secret under graves, picked at the lamb stuck between teeth, felt around for monsters we once reaped. But the monster turned out to be free.
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I’ve been afraid to look at the woman in the mirror. Everyday she looks less and less like me. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home.
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