Just Like a Woman
Nobody feels any pain Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev’rybody knows That Baby’s got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and her bows Have fallen from her curls She takes just like a woman, yes she does She makes love just like a woman, yes she does And she aches just like a woman But she breaks just like a little girl. Queen Mary, she’s my friend Yes, I...
… only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.– William Butler Yeats, “Meditations in Time of Civil War” (via invisiblestories)
I am exhausted; will you hold my hand now and let me fall asleep?– T.K.G
Icicles … I thought them remarkable because they seemed to grow as a consequence...– William H. Gass