How comforting that you look up at the same moon
Your connection with the world around you is dissonant-
Who do you talk to when you need clarity?
What makes you feel safe to fall apart?
Where do you go when the emotions are too intense?
When even sex can’t fulfill you.
How do you tend to your garden? Or has your lack of patience made you abandon the project?
Page artwork; Soir Bleu by Edward Hopper
Nunca Te Calles 
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