Anonymous asked: What are some of your favorite lines/stanzas of your own poetry? Ones that people have described touching them or that they have loved or ones they just think are clever or that you are super proud of?
"I hope you fall in love and I hope it
kicks your ass, the first time.
I hope you fall in love again and I
hope it feels like swimming in molasses.
I hope you never get the sweet out
from underneath your fingernails.
I hope you open up like a sky.”
“Let us pray for the courage roaring in your colosseum chest,
that it stays hungry and that it wins.”
"Maybe you were never the music in me. Maybe I have always been singing."
"Hawaii is the only state in America that has its own language. How beautiful it is, to belong to something and still be your own."
"You’re trying to be the hero but maybe
you’re just the man with a fist for a mouth.”
"The rocks write poems about the ocean but never show them to her.
They cry erosion and she does not know how to give back what she has taken.”
"Because if you walk into a room
and notice what is missing from it, then it’s still there, isn’t it?”
"When I kiss your skin, I am only trying to taste your bones. Whatever is left of you, I hope it forgets me."
"If I wake up tomorrow and
still miss you, there will be six more weeks of winter. If I wake up tomorrow and don’t start crying immediately,
I’ll call the first robin myself.”
"I did not fall in love with you,
I was born on the floor.
Everything else was just remembering.”
"What they don’t tell you about Eve:
the forbidden fruit was her own heart.”
"I used to not be able to breathe without you.
I used to love you something awful.”
"It doesn’t happen all at once. Remember that, even when he
tries to convince you that things
were fine the day before. Tell him that the earth is moving microscopic distances as you speak. That neither of you are in the same place that you were
"I still trip on the person I was when you loved me."
"I love you, but I’m mad at you is one of the most freeing, important things you can say in a stable relationship. Does that make sense? To know that you have the ability and the right to be mad at someone and know that it doesn’t mean things are over, that it doesn’t mean things are irreparable. That it just means I’m mad, but God, I love you. I love you. Now leave me alone."
- To be good, to save nothing (x)
"For the dinner table.
For the men who have made you
believe that you are some place that
can be left.
You move like a thief in a jewelry store,
always poised for an alarm, for
a mistake, and I don’t know how
to tell you that the diamonds are already yours.
For the coffee mug with your name on it.
For the yoga mat in the closet
that is forgetting your hands.
I want to be with you in the place where you have not made yourself small,
in the place where you still love my poetry and don’t smile like surrender.
For the home in your throat.
For your ankles.
For the prayer in your teeth.
I love you like freedom.
I love you like there is no room for anything else.
I love you like straight spine.
I wish you would stand up and meet me there."
- Caitlyn Siehl, For the Dinner Table (via alonesomes)
1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.
Five things I am trying very hard to accept (via aumoe)
"You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it and that the brightest flame burns quickest. Which means you saw us as a candle and I saw us as the sun."
- Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via shittyteenblog)
(Source: larmoyante, via sexpansion)
"when the boys pull your hair and push you to the ground
I promise not to tell you that it’s because they like you.
when the teachers call home to tell me that
you pushed them to the ground after you
I’ll take you out of school early and buy
you your favorite ice cream.
when you get older and the boys
try to touch you when you don’t want to be touched
I’ll look at you like the sun when you come home
with anger in your fists.
they all tell you not to fight fire with fire
but that is only because they are afraid of your flames.
when the boys yell after you like hyenas
you yell back, baby.
I will not teach you to be afraid of your anger
so that you look for it in others.
I will not make you be the better person
because you already are.
you wanna fight ‘em? fight ‘em.
don’t you dare apologize for the fierce love
you have for yourself
and the lengths you go to preserve it.
when the boys try to tell you to soften up
I hope you make them bleed with your edges.
I hope you remember that you are not theirs
that their disappointment in you is not yours.
when the boys come to your door with pretty words and
I hope you show them the anger in yours.
I hope you show them just how strong your mommy
thinks you are.
I hope you show them the animal they can’t always
see in their own reflection.
when the boys come with the intention of hurting you
my advice will always stay the same, my darling:
give ‘em hell."
- when the boys come | Caitlyn S. (via friendzonked)
"The sky is drowning in stars
and every time I spill vodka straight into my chest I shake a lot
and I hate my name
and my father
and when I was little I thought sunsets were fire in the sky
I’m terrified of drowning
I’m good at English
I broke my arm when I was 6
I hate the freckles on my nose
I sleep better when it’s raining
I miss you
I always will"
- a list of facts (via extrasad)