Tears for Affairs.

Richard Siken, “Detail of the Woods”

unicornology:

poetryeater:

I looked at all the trees and didn’t know what to do.

A box made out of leaves.
What else was in the woods? A heart, closing. Nevertheless.

Everyone needs a place. It shouldn’t be inside of someone else.

Your body told me in a dream it’s never been afraid of anything. 

That thing where you get rid of ‘everything in between’ and just keep the lines that meant the most to you.