“I thought: please don’t grow familiar. I think I said it out loud: Please don’t let me love you that horrible way.” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“did I mention my first kiss was extracted by someone who never should have been that lucky?” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“[...] Pacing from room to room and in each window a different version of a framed woman unable to rest, set against a sky… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“I thought: please don’t grow familiar. I think I said it out loud: Please don’t let me love you that horrible way.” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“The situation is grave: the way we lean over each other, the way years later we emerge: hunchbacked, hooded, with full grown tender things… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“Every time you wish the sky was something happening to your heart, you lose twice.” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“You should bury more than the dead. You should try harder. You should give up.” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“[...] what doesn't begin with love and death and end in loneliness?” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“When it's this windy doesn't it seem impossible to grow old?” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“Remember the year I stopped eating apples? Remember the summer I kept bringing home abandoned chairs? A lucid Vincent wrote to his brother: I… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“The Gauze of Flowers, A Love Poem” Remember when we couldn’t name it because it was a meadow wild with tulips, both bright as… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“The sky has stopped offering you reasons to live and your heart is the rock you threw through each window of what's deserted you,… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“O my Love sent me a lusty list, Did not compare me to a summer's day Wrote not the beauty of mine eyes But… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“O, to be stung by an errant bee. O, to sting. O, to see you again. Covered in spring.” — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“Wind against window—let the words fight it out— As I try to remember: What is it That’s so late in coming? What was it… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
![“[...] Pacing from room to room and in each window a different version of a framed woman unable to rest, set against a sky full of beating wings and abandoned directions. Her five chambered heart filling with the panic of birds, asking: What? What if not this?” quote by Olena Kalytiak Davis](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/34b/olena-kalytiak-davis-34842_anxiety_pacing-from-room-to-room-and-in-each-win_133662.jpg)
![“[...] what doesn't begin with love and death and end in loneliness?” quote by Olena Kalytiak Davis](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/5c9/olena-kalytiak-davis-34842_death_what-doesn-t-begin-with-love-and-death-a_1661055.jpg)
