Wednesday, April 2, 2014

The Silver Astrolabe


There's a map beneath your skin and all your veins are rivers, there's directions and instructions written in secret on your bones, there's a star you can't see that shines in a North you'll never know.

And a secret current, beneath the waves, that carries you to the end of you.


Anonymous said...

Do you ever get the feeling that you have too many things to say, but you rarely ever have the right words to express them?
I read your writing and it just resonates with me- because everything you write reflects what I feel most of the time.
Thank you for saying the things that I want to say but can't.

Angshuman Mitra said...

This is like my favourite cinema hall.

Midori said...

This reminds me of Jeannette Winterson's book: "Written On the Body".

Nakeisha Campbell said...

I LOVE this. One of my favorite entries, so beautifully worded.

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