#heather christle

firstfullmoon

“I have to weep / every day / I don’t know why / it doesn’t help the flowers grow any faster”

— Heather Christle, from “That Little Bird Was Not Okay”

lifeinpoetry

I say despair because it is a word that can live comfortably in a house without changing the building’s purpose. It only changes the mood. Depression and suicidal ideation and anxiety all cast a staged or laboratory light. Even here, in this room. It shifts from paragraph to clinic.

— Heather Christle, from The Crying Book