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The heart,
the soul,
the clothes.
We left it all on the floor around us.
I remember hating you feel me.
I remember you using your nails to pierce into my skin,
no fingertips,
because I wanted you to know this was only
surface level.
For that moment, that muted moment, we lived
in a world on fire and everything about us
couldn’t have been more Cold and Empty.
In this Winter of The Heart,
in the Emptiness, I felt at home because I gave You
all of me.
—  John Laugesen  
Why do I keep writing as
though words could ever
amount to you? I keep
writing as though I don’t
already know that poetry is
the blood you spill on a
page, and my veins will run
dry one day. It seems as
though you’re the beautiful
words I will never be good
with, I just like the way
you roll off my tongue.

“I pray that the love letters I write never become a work of fiction. I pray for the day you look at me like you look at the moon. I pray for your soul to remain beautiful. You are like all the wonderful places I have yet to see, I pray for the day there is no more distance between us.
-John

“I won’t die tonight, not tonight, I promise. I need to see the sunrise, I need to see myself smile again. I drink like this to not recognize my face in the mirror. I drink like this because she told me she loved me and I believed her. I drink like the world is going to end because mine did.

-John

“Say it with me: We are wolves. Every wound that ever burned in us has healed, and every challenge has sharpened our teeth. Howl it with me: We are strong. Life will fall to its knees underneath our momentum, for a heart that has been broken always heals and comes back as a thunder that shakes the Earth. And the Trees. And our enemies.

-John

“The leaves change and so do we, it’s too cold outside to not search for all the things that set your soul on fire. So let’s hold each other and dance the same way the leaves fall from above: in a slow, rhythmic drift. The world around us is an icy, fading blur. But when your breath frames your smile like a silent mystery: I melt. Watch the leaves turn to gold, and feel your soul do the same.

-John

“The heart,
the soul,
the clothes.
We left it all on the floor around us.
I remember hating you feel me.
I remember you using your nails to pierce into my skin,
no fingertips,  
because I wanted you to know this was only
surface level.
For that moment, that muted moment, we lived
in a world on fire and everything about us
couldn’t have been more Cold and Empty.
In this Winter of The Heart,
in the Emptiness, I felt at home because I gave You
all of me.

-John