i'm going back to Minnesota where sadness makes sense
Danez Smith
o California, don't you know the sun is only a god if you learn to starve for her? i'm over the ocean i stood at its lip, dressing in down, praying for snow. i know, i'm strange, too much light makes me nervous at least in this land where the trees always bear green. i know something that doesn't die can't be beautiful. have you ever stood on a frozen lake, California? the sun above you, the snow & stalled sea- a field of mirror all demanding to be the sun, everything around you is light & it's gorgeous & if you stay too long it will kill you it's so sad, you know? You're the only warm thing for miles the only thing that can't shine
