E na verdade só queria, que sentissem sua falta…jáh era o suficiente…
Just knowing you miss me… sometimes that’s enough.
Via fluttesbitasMay 24, 2013
We should make a pact
or at least a sandwich
You don’t want to hear
that I remember your hands
closing around me,
or how your lips spread open
against me as I kissed you.
You don’t want to think of me
still owning a piece of you,
even if it’s lost
somewhere in the past.
You don’t want to hear it.
But I remember loving you.
The memory of your skin
spread open against mine
is pinned like a butterfly
and hangs behind my eyes.
Peregrine
If we do good to others,
if we meet there, doing good,
if we go slowly, gently,
little by little, we will make a culture,
a culture of encounter:
we need that so much,
we need that so much,
to meet one another doing good.
Pope Francis
Cinderella in Mink
Works in any language. All you need:
barenaked skin, and a prince
with a shoe fetish. You’re wearing
his driving gloves, and his mama’s mink,
the one they couldn’t bring themselves
to take to Value Village when she shuffled off.
It looks good on you, it suits
your tallow sculpted shoulders, even
the lipstick check mark above your eye.
In Grimm, the sisters hacked off their toes
for a perfect fit. Somewhere, dark browned maidens
croon in moonlight for their cossack prince, but
you clued in
a long time ago. No cherry bloom for you.
No wreaths or ballgowns, just
nakedness,
a cloudy smile
and all those blood stuffed shoes.
Janice Kulyk Keefer, Canadian, born 1952
