i'm not usually a poetry guy. but "invitation cards" was reblogged by someone i follow and i just want you to know that i'll probably think about it forever. read it over and over again. cried. printed it out and now it's on my wall. thank you for capturing that experience so perfectly. i love you
it’s comments like yours that make me feel like maybe all this writing nonsense is worth it. thank you sm for sharing this. i really appreciate it 🫶 i’m glad i could help somehow .
original poem : half what he wanted to be
i tried a new format i saw with an old poem :D hope you like it
Marguerite Duras, from her novel titled “The Malady of Death,” published in 1982
writing these are addictive