roar for me

Joy Sullivan, from “At the Airport”, Instructions for Traveling West

“MOTHER IS WATER I wish I could Shower your head with flowers And anoint your feet with my tears, For I know I have caused you So much heartache, frustration and despair – Throughout my youthful years. I wish I could give you The remainder of my life To add to yours, Or simply erase The lines on your face, And mend all that has been torn. For next to God, You are the fire That has given light To the flame in each of my eyes. You are the fountain That nourished my growth, And from your chalice – Gave me life. Without the wetness of your love, The fragrance of your water, Or the trickling sounds of Your voice, I shall always feel thirsty.”     ~ Suzy Kassem

Clarice Lispector II Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector

"Have patience with all things but first of all with yourself."

— Mobeen Hakeem

—Toni Morrison, Sula