sister ---
wherever
you are now,
i hope there is
a beach.
- starfish will always remind me of you.
"That is what I’m looking for every time I flip to the back of a book, compulsively checking for proof that in a life where so many things have gone wrong, there can be beauty too. That there is always hope, no matter what."
Unless death shows mercy
And takes him first.
There is always that hope
But not one I can count on.
The glitter of night
The sufferings of men
The trappings of wealth
Losing or winning:
None of it stays.
They come and go... My lady, think of that.
So there is always hope. For when
Has Zeus ever forgotten his children?
“You will always end up in this city. Don‘t hope for things elsewhere: There is no ship for you, there is no road. As you’ve wasted your life here, in this small corner, You’ve destroyed it everywhere else in the world.”
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The horror of death row is that you die a little each day. The waiting kills you. You live in a cage and when you wake up, you mark off another day and you tell yourself that you are now one day closer to death. At times, death would be welcome. But there is always hope, always the slight promise that in our strange system of justice, someone somewhere will decide to reverse his case.
