Written and produced by Edgar Vargas of The Rowa Project.
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My best friend Marla bought me this book (for Christmas, I think?) knowing that I had professedly claimed the color blue (specifically that deep, thick indigo that you get lost in) as my soul-color. It couldn't have been a better fit for my 2016. Maggie Nelson's writing is unabashed and understatedly sarcastic, silly at times and side-railingly devastating at others.
So much stripped away from me
Mostly all that I would be
I was blind but now I see
I was clean but now I'm free
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It wasn't cheap forgiveness
Wasn't a bandaid
It was the costly statement
"We've been there."
It was the phrase
"We're all human"
Said with certain eyes
That had so many stories to tell
It was a gift I couldn't have asked for
The one that we all have to offer
It was love in the form of
A life lived
In the form of
Two hands on my shoulders,
Two eyes sharing my heavy gaze
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When--with eyes that had a story to tell--
they spoke those vague words,
they might as well have been speaking Chinese.
You had no idea, wrapped in your eager youth,
what they had just said.
But don't worry, child.
You will get the chance to wear them
in your own way.
You'll have your moment.
And you just might sum up the most painful of life experiences to a youth--who could not possibly understand yet--with
Train cars of memories might flash by as you stumble to catch a quick description of the lessons they taught you
and finally land, discontented,
on the phrase you've heard for far too long. But out of your mouth they spill like oil from a tired engine:
Life is hard.
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