does not all matter, aching, attract all matter?
And if my child named someday ever forgets to take the garbage out, I’ll take her aside and say, ‘You are the best broken machine this universe has ever ridden on. I hope you carry your faults until you wear them into grace. It doesn’t matter how powerful your stance is, as long as you write music with the way life’s fists touch your skin.
There was once a very great American surgeon named Halsted. He was married to a nurse. He loved her— immeasurably. One day Halsted noticed that his wife’s hands were chapped and red when she came back from surgery. And so he invented rubber gloves. For her. It is one of the great love stories in medicine. The difference between inspired medicine and uninspired medicine is love.
When I met Ana, I knew:
I loved her to the point of invention.
We have survived all the way from birth to this very moment, and we look at each other, and some of us start laughing, and others start weeping, and one or two of us break out into a wordless humming song. And all of us mean the exact same thing. Look at us.
i will not write pretty poems
for you. all you will do is sip it
between your smiling lips and
spit it out.
i will break these collarbones you want
me to bare, and make letters from their pieces,
leave them at your door so your children
can learn what you do to poets like me.
i will throw these…