Everything I Own | The Front Bottoms
Let’s keep it quiet. Keep me honest. Keep me true. Keep me in love. Keep me believing it’s with you. But who’s gonna push my wheelchair around when I get sick? God forbid I ever stop feeling sorry for myself for being selfish. This is not the way I plan on living for the rest of my life. But for right now, it gets me by.
After you learn every story your mother told you
caught hard in the back of her throat.
After your sister finally tells you what happened the night
you didn’t pick up the phone.
After the picture frames, the wine glass, and your vows
lay broken on the floor.
After you remember every racist thing you said as a small
town white teenager. After you realize that no amount of
present day enlightenment will make those words unsaid.
After you accept there are things you will never know
about your father or the man you love. After you accept
that each reminds you of the other. After the night they
met and shook guitar-calloused hands, staring each other
down with matching blue eyes.
After he asks you to marry him, and you say “Not yet.”
After you find your underwear in the dark curves of a
stranger’s sheets and leave before sunrise. After you,
sobbing, confess what you’ve done, and he does not
There is shame. There is fear. And there is this dizzying
I wanna be stronger than your dad was for your mom.
Keaton Henson - Small Hands
Get distracted by my music,
Think of nothing else but art
I’ll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start
"Nobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow - whether there is a market for it or not! The kick of creation is the act of creating, not anything that happens afterward. I would tell all of you watching this screen: Before you go to bed, write a four line poem. Make it as good as you can. Don’t show it to anybody. Put it where nobody will find it. And you will discover that you have your reward."
Kurt Vonnegut (via blua)