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kyrafic:

From an amazing poem by Marty McConnell.  I love this and need to do it on all my letters now.  (Incidentally also a perfect poem for season 1 Jess Day.)

Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnellMarty McConnell

leaving is not enough; you muststay gone. train your heart like a dog. change the lockseven on the house he’s nevervisited. you lucky, lucky girl. you have an apartment just your size. a bathtubfull of tea. a heart the size of Arizona, but not nearlyso arid. don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problemsare papier mache puppetsyou made or bought because the vendorat the market was so compelling you justhad to have them. you had to have him.and you did. and now you pull down the bridge between your houses,you make him call before he visits, you take a loverfor granted, you take a lover who looks at youlike maybe you are magic. makethe first bottle you consumein this place a relic. place it on whatever altar you fashionwith a knife and five cranberries.don’t lose too much weight.stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. and you are not stupid. you loved a manwith more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. heartlike a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas. heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.
I am: rusted thoughts. A bloody tongue. Every city I have breathed in. Every bedroom I have loved in. Piles of words. Twisted metaphors. My thoughts. My actions. My dreams. "
I Am Not | Lora Mathis (via yevresem)

(via teachpeace)

Some women are
lost in the fire.
Some women are
built from it. "
~ Michelle K., Some (via conflictingheart)

(Source: larmoyante, via conflictingheart)

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