Some people read palms to tell your future, but I read hands to tell your past. Each scar makes a story worth telling. Each callused palm, each cracked knuckle is a missed punch or years in a factory.
Sarah Kay
I have seen the best of you, and the worst of you, and I choose both.
choice you worst best
life future past story hands
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.
kiss ocean
You can only fit so many words in a postcard, only so many in a phone call, only so many into space before you forget that words are sometimes used for things other than filling emptiness.
words emptiness
My self-confidence can be measured out in teaspoons mixed into my poetry, and it still always tastes funny in my mouth.
self-confidence
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