Happiness is so great that it causes me to have morning sickness.
now I have more family than I wanted
I still feel like saying nothing and running away.
but I always get caught up in the music
A window is a door if you are a good trapeze artist
a song is a hymn at a certain time in the morning
a few words can be a hope, but so can a few knives
that pain still remains a rabid dog
but your hugs are medicine that can save him
I am learning to save the bird instead of drowning it.
that the future is not of tomorrow, nor of yesterday
that the future is us
that we save ourselves
that we ourselves are the now
that we are a world
that the future is now
and the now only lasts two seconds
Photographers: Tomé Duarte
