315 Quotes by Melissa Broder

The room is black and in my earsFaeries keep calling meI can be deaf and they're still here

And dark is the dark of having to be a body

The sunlight laughing in my face because it knows

And everything goes tone-deaf when it is bornDeaf to the howls of the other sideBlind to the sane of the dead and dying

Sand on the mirror from my last life

Go there honey go under the ground

Maybe I can be here just this onceMaybe I can eat the part that is dying

I have been waiting to be split open

I wait for words from the other side