That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

My mouth is a fire escape.The words coming outdon’t care that they are naked.There is something burning in there.

Safety isn't always safe. You can find one on every gun.

We are all instruments pulling the bows across our own lungs. Windmills, still startling in every storm. Have you ever seen a newborn blinking at the light? I wanna do that every day. I wanna know what the kite called itself when it got away, when it escaped into the night...

So build yourself as beautiful as you want your world to be. Wrap yourself in light then give yourself away with your heart, your brush, your march, your art, your poetry, your play. And for every day you paint the war, take a week and paint the beauty, the color, the shape of the landscape you’re marching towards. Everyone knows what you’re against; show them what you’re for.

you don't lose a personlike a set of keys because you don't find them againand you can still get to where you're going.

When your heart is broken you plant seeds in the cracksand you pray for rain.And you teach your sons and daughtersthere are sharks in the waterbut the only way to surviveis to breathe deepand dive.

What if I don't want the monsterto stop being a monster?What if that's the only anchor I have left?What if my sanity depends on being able to pointat a bad thing and say, That is the bad thing.Haven't I already lost enough timelosing track of who the enemy is?I've spent half of my life not knowing the differencebetween killing myself and fighting back.

I remember the way loveused to glow on my skinbefore he made his way innow every touch feels like a sin