had it been anyone else
it would have been fine.
everyone around me has the privilege of feeling. they all have the right to be irrational, to choose the wrong option, and to make mistakes.
i don’t. the options they have are not for me.
why do i not have the right to be wrong?
anyone else can make any mistakes. anyone else can feel too much, but the moment i even dare to feel a little it becomes too much. so i don’t. i put it away and keep the peace.
my role is not to disturb but to act as a buffer and neutralise everyone else’s chaos. i bring calm to everyone but me.
i stay quiet while they scream.
even when the pain is shared, mine will never match the importance of theirs. why would it matter when in god’s design i am a secondary character?
i was made to support and not to be supported. it is not my story but theirs. my troubles must be inexistent, had i been the perfect member of the cast. but i am not. so i can only pretend that is is very much fine.
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My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart.
Maya Angelou
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I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
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favourite poems of july
knar gavin strindberg grey
dahlia ravikovitch the love of an orange (tr. chana bloch)
danez smith summer, somewhere
hannah gamble your invitation to a modest breakfast: “your invitation to a modest breakfast”
claire schwartz lecture on the history of the house
joseph brodsky collected poems in english, 1972-1999: “a part of speech”
ralph angel twice removed: “alpine wedding”
bob hicok insomnia diary: “spirit ditty of no fax-line dial tone”
caleb klaces language is her caravan
philip good & bernadette mayer alternating lunes
hester knibbe light-years (tr. jacquelyn pope)
tracy k. smith life on mars: “the universe as primal scream”
rigoberto gonzález other fugitives and other strangers: “the strangers who find me in the woods”
stephen edgar murray dreaming
james schuyler other flowers: uncollected poems: “light night”
amy beeder because our waiters are hopeless romantics
diane seuss backyard song
tomás q. morín love train
safiya sinclair the art of unselfing
carol muske-dukes skylight: “the invention of cuisine”
peter gizzi the outernationale: “vincent, homesick for the land of pictures”
william matthews selected poems and translations, 1969-1991: “onions”
c.k. williams butcher
mark mccloskey the smell of the woods
jennifer chang the age of unreason
richard blanco city of a hundred fires: “contemplations at the virgin de la caridad cafeteria, inc.”
bob hicock the pregnancy of words
j. allyn rosser impromptu
carl phillips then the war
stephanie young ursula or university: “essay”
gloria e. anzaldúa the new speakers
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My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart.
Maya Angelou
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