Here, I shall be useless. The world can go on without me. Here I shall be held by love. - Andrea Gibson

And all they know of hate is that it couldn't beat the love out of me.

..when a war ends, what does that look like exactly?
do the cells in the body stop detonating themselves?
does the orphanage stop screaming for its mother?
when the sand in the desert has been melted down to glass
and our reflection is not something we can stand to look at
does the white flag make for a perfect blindfold?
yesterday i was told a story
about this little girl in Iraq, six-years-old,
who cannot fall asleep
because when she does
she dreams of nothing
but the day she watched her dog
eat her neighbor's corpse.
if you told her war is over
do you think she can sleep?

MY FIRST PSYCHOTHERAPIST TOLD ME TO SPEND THREE HOURS EACH DAY SITTING IN A DARK CLOSET WITH MY EYES CLOSED AND MY EARS PLUGGED. I TRIED IT ONCE BUT COULDN’T STOP THINKING HOW GAY IT WAS TO BE SITTING IN THE CLOSET.