You know that Ada Limón poem where she’s like “i can’t help it i love the way men love”? my dad recently confessed to me that he became a shoemaker because they buried my grandma shoeless
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Accident Report in the Tall, Tall Weeds - Ada Limón
“Maybe that’s what we’re doing, when we chase what scares us. We’re trying to say its name. Trying to change it into something we can love and hold onto” From this post by @filmnoirsbian