yearning

Audre Lorde “Black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet”

Is it possible to be jealous of written words?

Fyodor Dostoevsky .

He gathered her into the cave of his body.

Why The Sun Chases the Moon

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.

…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough? Vincent van Gogh

It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world. Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Kumaranashaan Translated from Malayalam by Kailas

Is love this misguided need to have you beside me most of the time? Is love this safety I feel in our silences? Is it this belonging, this completeness?