Typewriter Series #2515 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired Eyes:
Don’t let me figure it out, or be with those who say they have, don’t tell me the secrets, the motions behind the magic in your hands, don’t explain away the shaking ground, the arc of the rainbow that shows where it began and where it ended.
Instead, time and again, stand silent next to me with one hand covering your open mouth and let that shocked exhale float through your fingertips, instead, be amazed and call yourself lucky for the resplendence.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-



















