“Some men treat every handshake like a gladiator’s death-match, a test of strength, a test of will.”
“We all lived through who we were to become who we are.”
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“left my heart in the passenger seat of your car. you said you wanted something orange & then there were the streetlamps. you laugh and the birds go crazy. i don’t know much, but i’ve watched the sky bow its head for you. it’s not love. just a descent into sanity. my mouth has seen better days & by that i mean i can’t pray for anything but your hands in the dark. my heart’s kind of like a dryer sheet — clings to anything that gets too close. i’d walk around with a warning sign if i could bear the weight. you’re a safe driver, i’m a wreck in the middle of the interstate. i’m holding my breath until you’re out of the room. you’re something i won’t ever know how to want correctly. reckless ambition. you say maybe we just missed each other. you’re right. but i don’t know when the missing stops.”— sincerity is scary, angelea lowes
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“My marigold eyes never seeing you as anything less than the space the sun won’t stop touching.”— excerpt from Marigolds, Angelea Lowes
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