I wanted to be something
else. Myself, but better. Wild,
and not-yet, A burn, maybe
as it is occurring.
else. Myself, but better. Wild,
and not-yet, A burn, maybe
as it is occurring.
— Cynthia Cruz, from “Fragment (Friday, July 8),” published in Bomb Magazine (via lifeinpoetry)
Reblogged from the château of my heart