L. V., I Found This Poem Stuck Between The Lines Of Your Last Text Message

Details of "Dans le bleu" by Amélie Beaury-Saurel (French, 1849-1924)

SELFHOOD

Perhaps I should have been born
as a much simpler creature.
I am bad at being human.
I am bad at chasing after dreams.
I am bad at staying awake.
I am bad at writing—the very thing
that I claim to bring me solace.
Perhaps I should have been
born as a firefly or a moth.

Or one of those fish with the silver
belly. Perhaps a warm, fuzzy creature
that spends its days grazing in a
meadow that one day will be visited
by a local artist and immortalized
on his canvas. Perhaps we should
have been born as much simpler
creatures. Perhaps we’d have a
better chance of happiness then.

- L. V.

L. V., i found this poem stuck between the lines of your last text message

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Girl with a bouquet (detail)
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Detail of "Lady Writing a Letter" (1887)
by Albert Edelfelt

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- Il y en a toujours un autre (detail) by Marcus Stone, 1882
- "i was so nervous meeting you." -L. V.

- Il y en a toujours un autre (detail) by Marcus Stone, 1882
- "and i guess that’s when i knew." -L. V.

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