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21 " in my dreams, the sun doesnot blind me.i leave the house (white converselaced tight, hair tied with a ribbon)and my body remains that.my bodystays a body.doesn't become a shadow / a ghost / a whisper.my body stays solid. "
― , Howling at the Moon (Celestial Bodies Poetry)
22 " I'm crying.The man on the moontouches my cheek and says,'it's okay.' He says,'you did it. You're doing it.'I say, 'no, no,I'm not okay.'The moon holds my hands,softly.Like a mother.But you're here,it says.You're here. "
23 " Tell me, Atlas.What is heavier:The world or its people's hearts?— Atlas still stands but does anyone else? "
24 " Tell me about the Love. Like stepping into sunlight. Like catching moonbeams in your hands. Like "
25 " I understand the need to convince others you're okay before you can believeit yourself. I understand you can never really believe it yourself, but everything in your body relies on you trying anyway. "
26 " I want you to see me and I know that I've never knownhow to make myself visible before. "
27 " i'm sorry that'okay'has becomesuch a foreignconcept. "
28 " You know, I can't leave when I'm notactually here in the first place. "
29 " I just don't feel like me anymore, &it's not fair to answer the phone whenthe person they're looking for is no longerin this body, when the girl they all usedto love looks more wolf than girl now. "
30 " This morning I got outof bed and suddenlyI felt like I was choking(on the world / on my future /on the orange sky /on every personwho said they cared).I brushed my teeththen crawled rightback into bed again.That's it.The relief was poetry. "