I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights [...]
tomorrow, i will be heading east, until i reach the shore. goodbye to deadlines and agendas, commutes and traffic, meetings and conference calls. hello to laughter and sandy beaches, late nights and bike rides, boardwalks and seagulls. every year, i return to the shore, along with my family, to relax and recharge, to listen as [...]
when i pick up a new book, the first thing i do is flip to the last page and read the final paragraph.the great gatsby came to me in ms. chalmers 11th grade AP english class and i knew the moment i read the final words that it was something very special. “so we beat [...]
this is me. surrounded by a magic light that carries with it the promise of spring. and warmth. and love. this is me, at a place that is both familiar and foreign, realizing that the choice is mine. realizing i can take the same steps — the ones i know by heart — or i [...]
there’s a lot to say, but the words are slow to come. if i had to pick just one, “change” comes to mind. try as i might, a can’t seem to get a grasp on anything right now. it’s all moving so quickly, like gold dust through my fingers. one moment, one day, one season [...]
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