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you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry QUOTES

you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry QUOTES

1 " she knows how to play the good part
that’s how you lose your good judgement "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

2 " heroes don’t haunt
so what did that make you "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

3 " he uses my body
to make his dream come true "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

4 " it’s not a free choice when you depend on it "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

5 " she feels alive when she infects your wounds "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

6 " she is so empty inside
she’ll devour you whole "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

7 " I forced you out of myself
and never said goodbye "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

8 " she talks about her soul
but her eyes are blank "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

9 " he wants my body to function
not my soul to live "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

10 " he reads books
because it’ll hurt more
when he eventually burns them "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

11 " what they think about the most
never makes it out of their mouths "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

12 " you took the war
and distributed it
like sacramental bread "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry

13 " not enough experience
I have so much e x p e r i e n c e
it would make you choke "

― Laura Gentile , you ate popcorn in my house of grief: transgenerational poetry