Tag: Lunes

i can smell her despondency in these walls that age where people stop asking, right when you need them

we did not sell out: we sold off the too-heavy things

what has been taken: assumptions giving back can't fix

life unseen yet each moment there so precious the trending clamor for kindness without any "who"

all of this power but we can't bring back what's been lost

the cycle: striving, gaining, then forfeiture

civil fixation who's in charge parasocial crush

letting go can mean regaining or learning

we're born wanting it but must learn what its limits are