“...It’s hard to watch the game we make of love, like everyone’s playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
My penis is an awkward leprechaun that had not gotten lucky nearly as much as it had gotten bored. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“It is untrue that bravery can be measured by a lack of fear. It takes guts to tremble. It takes tremble to… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Your ignorance bores me, and I wouldnt suck a dick, a real one, any sooner than Id take a ring from a… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
In your arms I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters. I forget how to hold myself together. So if I unfold… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Know you belong here. You belong here and everything you feel is okay. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Sometimes the break in your heart is like the hole in the flute. Sometimes it’s the place where the music comes through. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“For Jenn At 12 years old I started bleeding with the moon and beating up boys who dreamed of becoming astronauts. I… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
What Gods do you believe in? I'll build you a temple of mirrors so you can see them. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Your ignorance keeps dismembering every piece of patience I have left. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
If you were to press your heart close up against somebody else’s heart eventually your hearts will start beating at the same time. And… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Yesterday i carved your name into the surface of an ice cube then held it against my chest til it melted into my aching… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.” — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Hey, are you a boy or a — never mind, can I have a push on the swing?” And some day, y’all, when we… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
Last night I saw your ghost pedalling a bicycle with a basket towards a moon as full as my heavy head and I wanted… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“I am living today as someone I had not yet become yesterday And tonight I'll only borrow pieces of who I am today To… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
If you’re handing out flashlights in the dark, start handing out stars. — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“And if there’s one thing in this world I’ve ever known for sure, it’s that this girl is gonna crush me like a small… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
