what a gorge, kaleidoscopic study of keepsakes, whether tangible or bodiless. their staying power is greater than we trust it to be. like, this makes me think my soul is a house and the windows stay open, everything experienced just resting there, remaining indefinitely like the very air. persisting, forever. all I’ve ever lived, suspended around me. regardless of memory or appreciation or visibility or anything else. such a freeing thought. I have to tell you, one of the first songs that ever felt like it belonged to me was Rhiannon because when my dad set up my iPod in 2001 that was the only song he put on it lol.
Absolutely gorgeous! There are so many sentences of this that I just wanna put in a little box on my nightstand. And reading this on a balcony on vacation just amplified everything 🎀
this was so beautifully written. i could feel it in my chest what you described, it's one i'll be thinking about all day. it made me want to put my phone down and ponder. thank you.
what a gorge, kaleidoscopic study of keepsakes, whether tangible or bodiless. their staying power is greater than we trust it to be. like, this makes me think my soul is a house and the windows stay open, everything experienced just resting there, remaining indefinitely like the very air. persisting, forever. all I’ve ever lived, suspended around me. regardless of memory or appreciation or visibility or anything else. such a freeing thought. I have to tell you, one of the first songs that ever felt like it belonged to me was Rhiannon because when my dad set up my iPod in 2001 that was the only song he put on it lol.
<333 Rhiannon is so special, for me the first time I heard Storms it changed my brain chemistry I think
for sure. everythinggg she does has that certain power.
I love your contrast between preservation and immortalization. preservation feels more active- an action rather than a mystical prize
yes absolutely! and to me feels less desperate haha
this was such gorgeous prose, reminds me of ocean vuong.
wow, so so flattered by this, thank you
so so so many beautiful lines to pick from here but these were my absolute favorite:
"sometimes something just is a poem, and there’s nothing to write about it"
"My heart can go to someone who might make use of it better than I do, my kidneys can go to science, my soul goes to find her."
"she seems to sing to preserve herself"
your piece feels like an emotion captured in a bottle.
<333 thank you so much!!
i loved this! so beautifully written <3
thank you <33
Absolutely gorgeous! There are so many sentences of this that I just wanna put in a little box on my nightstand. And reading this on a balcony on vacation just amplified everything 🎀
ahh thank you!! so lovely to know you read this in such a beautiful environment
consistently perfect
love u
Oh, wow. This was one of the most beautiful posts i’ve read from you, eve!!! My love and admiration for you will never end. 🥹✨🩷
:')))) you're so so kind, so appreciative of you
oh this one is my new favorite of yours
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this is absolutely beautiful. adore your writing as always <3
loveee u
love, love, love
ugh. forever grateful for your words and talent, this is everything.
<3 <3
this was so beautifully written. i could feel it in my chest what you described, it's one i'll be thinking about all day. it made me want to put my phone down and ponder. thank you.
so so kind, thank you <3 it really means a lot
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ahh thank you so much!!