Lady J. (D.J.) retweeted
Cinnamon and sugar and softly spoken lies.
You never know how you look through other peoples eyes.
Lady J. (D.J.) retweeted
I wonder how many almost-conversations are happening tonight. Two people thinking about each other, neither one knowing theyโre both awake.
Lady J. (D.J.) retweeted
I know what makes desire dangerous: two people trying to walk away while something inside them keeps reaching back. Even silence cannot convince the body that the story is over.
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Lady J. (D.J.) retweeted
It doesnโt matter how busy I amโฆ If I care about you, I make time for you.
Lady J. (D.J.) retweeted
45-year-old man with dead eyes,
his maroon work bag worth hundreds of millions of human breaths
nearby, a 95-year-old man
in worn clothes spoke to pigeons
about his late wife,
"my first kiss with her was here"
his eyes laughedโ
somehow, I knew
only one of them was truly alive
Lady J. (D.J.) retweeted
lifeโs
waves still thunder
lifeโs
winds still blow
yet somehow
we survive
as weโre continuously tossed
to and fro























