words of resonance
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cruxinfidelis"I grew a counterfeit heart to spread to the dust, a counterfeit heart just to spread it."
—Julie Doxsee, ‘How Beautiful the Horses Will Be When They Turn into Real Horses’
"I see things as they tremble
not as what I thought they wanted.
Prayed for this until now
but not until I meant it
did the veils fall."
—Kate Schapira,‘Through the appearance of things to the apparition itself’
“There are dead oceans on the moon, a storm on the sun. The earth circles its star, one celestial body around another. One revolution. Two revolutions. Three. Four. And God comes down from the ceiling, bites the ears of everyone awaiting rapture, says, I can’t see you. Set yourself on fire.”
—Traci Brimhall, Rookery
—Julie Doxsee, ‘How Beautiful the Horses Will Be When They Turn into Real Horses’
"I see things as they tremble
not as what I thought they wanted.
Prayed for this until now
but not until I meant it
did the veils fall."
—Kate Schapira,‘Through the appearance of things to the apparition itself’
“There are dead oceans on the moon, a storm on the sun. The earth circles its star, one celestial body around another. One revolution. Two revolutions. Three. Four. And God comes down from the ceiling, bites the ears of everyone awaiting rapture, says, I can’t see you. Set yourself on fire.”
—Traci Brimhall, Rookery
