let me be

a leap in the dark, all she wanted was everything, be a collector, be fearless, between the sea and the sky, break yourself beautiful, buy the flower shop, do everything, do nothing, do nothing, do everything, don't go gentle, don't let them tame you, feel the mountains grow, frayed edges & surprises, i accept and i collect, just keep making, move fast and break things, put your name on top, simply and impossibly, something in the midst, the life you had imagined, the lucidity of exhaustion, the raw shred of me, the vertigo of possibility, ticket to anywhere, to have and to gold, too many too manys, where the beautiful things are by Daniela Cuevas

“dear god,” she prayed,

“let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.

let me be gay;
let me be sad.
let me be cold;
let me be warm.
let me be hungry…
have too much to eat.
let me be ragged
or well dressed.
let me be sincere –
be deceitful.
let me be truthful;
let me be a liar.
let me be honorable
and let me sin.

only let me be something every blessed minute.

and when i sleep,
let me dream all the time
so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.”

:: betty smith

from
a tree grows in brooklyn

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