stumbled into one of Vincent van gogh’s letters to his brother and in it he says ‘If I’m worth something later, I’m worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is grass in the beginning.’
“A woman grows antlers so heavy she’s bent / by the weight of an idea balanced
in the cleft. // The pearl in her mother’s ring / falls out of its prongs.” —Jennifer Martelli (@Martelli89), “Oak and Moon” https://t.co/9sbH4Nm2VK