Clicked By Me On August 16, 2024

clicked by me on August 16, 2024

September 2, 2024

My Captain does not answer, her lips are pale and still, My mother does not feel my arm, she has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,

From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult O shores, and ring 0 bells!

But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.

— Walt Whitman, leaves of grass

3 August , 2024

"For every life I can’t save during my shift, one more drop of blood becomes a part of me. No matter how many times I wash my hands, our martyrs’ blood seeps beneath my skin, into my cells. By now it’s probably encoded in my DNA."

Zoulfa Katouh,

  As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow

What an exhausting day it was. A brief afternoon drizzle washed away the dark canopy, but the sunset poured into my room, casting a warm glow that revived my spirits.

I confuse people. i have a happy personality and a sad soul. i'm bold but shy. i love deeply but sometimes i feel heartless. i'm healing and hurting at the same time. i'm dedicated to growth, but i self sabotage

August 23 , 2024

Humans often think they know where they end and others begin, but I understand now that you were never separate from me. Your love, like the ancient trees, runs deep, mingling with mine, connected by an unseen web of memories, love, and shared moments. Even now, as I stand here, I know that you are still with me, your roots forever tangled with mine, nurturing me from the soil of our shared existence. We are, and always will be, interconnected, Maa—no loneliness, only togetherness that transcends the physical.

Anne Sexton, from "Elizabeth Gone" in The Complete Poems

-Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems 1: 1965-1975