eyes wide open

i have seen her fern-colored eyes open mornings on a world where the beating of hope’s great wings is scarcely distinct from the other sounds, which are those of terror, and upon such a world i had as yet seen eyes do nothing but close.  Nadja

i repeat this line to myself like a mantra when i feel my resolve weakening.  i will fight that narrowing down forever if i can.

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