Echoes

About Me

This is for the two-year-olds who can not be understood because they speak half english and half god.

Blogs I follow:

1. Seventy-Three

   she told me once how she always dreams of flying,
   how, sometimes, she would even wake up floating
   and that her mother would fill her pockets with rocks, so that she wouldn’t lose her like a balloon
   
   nothing is as serious as it seems, she says, that’s why i’m so light
   though, with age comes a certain shifting heaviness
   that her shoulders have become grateful for, even if she still insists on holding onto me while we take walks, just in case
   
   but together, we’re more like clouds, never worrying about the direction of the wind
   offering the mercy of summer-shade to other balloon-children, playing, while the rocks shuffle in their pockets
   and the sky wrestles with gravity, sending dreams of flight, like maps, in every direction.

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