I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Monday, January 19, 2004

When I was walking up the stairs
I saw a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish, he'd go away
-Identity

posted by Kate at 1:16 AM

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