salt.

by Nayyirah Waheed

remaining soft in fire takes time.

she asked ‘you are in love what does love look like’ to which i replied ‘like everything i’ve ever lost come back to me.’

i am your friend. a soul for your soul. a place for your life. home. know this. sun or water. here or away. we are a lighthouse. we leave. and we stay.

expect sadness like you expect rain. both cleanse you.

if we must both be right. we will lose each other. – exile

i am a silk field of vulnerability.

my whole life i have ate my tongue. ate my tongue. ate my tongue. i am so full of my tongue you would think speaking is easy. but it is not. – for we who keep our lives in our mouths

if the ocean can calm itself so can you. we are both salt water mixed with air. – meditation

do not ever be afraid to tell me who you are. i am going to find out eventually. – blunt