Knot the tie and go to work, unknot the tie and go to sleep. I sleep. I dream. I wake. I sing.… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
I’m not suggesting the world is good, that life is easy, or that any of us are entitled to better. But please,… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
...you're waiting because you thought it would follow, you thought there would be some logic, perhaps, something to pull it all together… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
I don't know where I end and the world begins. My best guess? Skin. It's the only actual boundary between the body… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t. Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
Vanity, in a fairy tale, will make you evil. Vanity in the real world will drive you nuts. Vanity makes you say… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
“Personally, I’m a mess of conflicting impulses—I’m independent and greedy and I also want to belong and share and be a part of the… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
Here I am in a rabbit run, here I am in a valley of pine, waiting for you to find me. I could pretend… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
“We're shooting the scene where I swallow your heart and you make me spit it up again. I swallow your heart and it crawls… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
“Here we are, at the place where I get to beg for it. Where I get to say ‘Please, for just one night, will… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
“The stranger says there are no more couches and he will have to sleep in your bed. You try to warn him, you tell… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
“I looked at all the trees and didn’t know what to do. A box made out of leaves. What else was in the woods?… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. These, our bodies, possessed by light. Tell me we'll never get used to… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
“It’s not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere, it’s more like a song on a policeman’s radio, how we rolled… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
Knot the tie and go to work, unknot the tie and go to sleep. I sleep. I dream. I wake. I sing. I get… — Richard Siken Copy Share Image
