Let’s remember that when we stand alone / a stark stalk stripped of our sphere of hope / as if all we have is a persistent, tangled existence / as if we cannot hear the echo of our own yellow / let’s remember that even then we are gorgeous #poetrycommunity#poetweet#poetrylover
“I have a vague sense / we can get out of this with all our limbs. / Call it luck or prayer / or anything else outside gravity and time. / Call it trust.” #poetrywriter#poetsofinstagram
As I watch my way through #Westworld , a pressing question is this: Do the hosts sweat? And also, do their clothes get laundered properly? Smell alone would keep me from going. #HBO