“She turned
my heart to ash
arrived to me
on a bright red comet
a chariot to trample
my soul into the sand
leaving glass
for me to walk upon—
and yet
I loved her feeling
because it was a feeling
and it was
so finally true
it hurt more than
the rest had hurt before
but inside it made me
burn
I was alive for her
and my heart embered.”
More from Atticus
“The sun is hot without a cloud in the sky and the beach runs out for a mile in silky white…”
“I will follow you, my love, to the edge of all our days, to our very last tomorrows.”
“The world is made up of too many girls wondering if they are pretty and too many boys too…”
“The hardest step we all must take is to blindly trust in who we are.”