heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The Poem She Wrote
How 47 Words From a Stranger Rewrote My Story THE NAPKIN AT TABLE SEVEN ✍️ I was waitressing at a diner in Brooklyn, twenty-three years old, three months behind on rent, recently dumped via text message by a boyfriend who described me as "too much" which is a phrase that sounds specific but actually means nothing except that the speaker has decided you are not worth the effort of genuine feedback, and I was carrying plates of eggs and toast to table seven where a woman approximately seventy years old sat alone reading a poetry collection with her coffee and I envied her stillness, the way she occupied space without apology as though she had earned the right to sit quietly in a noisy diner and read poems without justifying her existence through productivity or performance, a right I had not yet discovered I also possessed ☕
By The Curious Writerabout 6 hours ago in Poets
