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“There is such a narrow window
For happiness in this life
And if the past is anything to go by
Everything is about to go slowly but inevitably wrong
In a non-confrontational but ultimately disappointing way”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“I love to feel this bad because it reminds me of being human”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“Often I look at the world
And I am dumbfounded that anyone can function at all
Given the kinds of violence that
So many people have inherited from the past”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“Even in poetry I forgive you nothing
not even your new empire of grief.”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“I want to take you to the river that runs behind my house and show you where the dark water vanishes between the rocks but I can’t because nothing runs behind my house not even a lonely commercial highway I want to stand with you on the edge of a lonely commercial highway waiting for the jumper cables that will restart this engine and take us somewhere far beyond the confines of this poem”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“You take off your dress and stand in the river your body a ghost on loan from someone else’s past.”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“It’s like falling in love for the first time for the last time”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“The past is a bad invention that keeps on happening
And it hurts to think about, like an unpaid bill

It's the wind dragging the desert backwards at night
& it burns you, like a pastel whip”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“there is something wrong with you

there is something wrong with you that is also wrong with me”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“It should be a bouquet of lilacs shackled to your ankle....
But it's black milk pouring out of the fountain................”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird
“How will we survive ourselves / And will this life ever answer?”
Hera Lindsay Bird, Hera Lindsay Bird