157 Quotes by Sarah Kay

I will wake up early with my heavy heartbeat. You will say. Can’t we just sleep in, and I will say, No, trust me. You don’t want to miss a thing.

Me – I was not born with enough fuel. My anger often melts into sadness, it will just disintegrate into shame or fear, my clenched teeth release into chatter.

The first spoken word poem I ever wrote was when I was 14 and I wrote it because I was accidentally signed up for a teen poetry slam. Because I loved poetry I said that I’d try it out.

She makes tea by hand. Nettles, slippery elm, turmeric, cinnamon – my mother is a recipe for warm throats and belly laughs. Once she fell off a ladder when I was three. She says all she was worried about was my face as I watched her fall.

Fingers interlocked like a beautiful accordion of flesh or a zipper of prayer.

And then there are days when sleeping is the hardest. The fight of muscle against world becomes so constant, that surrendering to slumber doesn’t promise nearly enough relief. These are times when hands feel nothing but empty.

I love books that create worlds for me that I don’t want to leave. I recently lost my entire life to Haruki Murakami – 1Q84. I tell people that book ruined my life in the best possible way. I couldn’t think of anything else for weeks after I read it.

There is hurt here that cannot be fixed by band-aids or poetry.

I am watching parts of me evaporate like sidewalk water. This wet grey, this nighttime dew, gone before morning.