Different Pen
Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Friday, October 14, 2016
an atlas in my lap
“later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
it answered
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere.”
(Warsan Shire)
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