“The Pens Have Been Lifted&The Pages Have Dried

“Caught between nostalgia and liberation, you remember where you started but have stopped looking back with yearning. The past has become a reference point, a scarlet thumbtack pinned into a vast map that never leaves your back pocket. Finally, you know the taste of uncertainty without letting it overcome you.”

“Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don’t know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn’t you. That isn’t you at all.”

“She is a tired poem drained of all meaning, deprived of the beauty that once radiated from her stanzas.”