New york city Quote by irynka
““you said, “your bones belong in museums” i said, “when you kiss me, fireworks electrocute my spine” my mother is dying and doesn’t play piano anymore, i tell my mailman about how he should try pecan pie, when at the supermarket, i always forget about eggs, i’ve started collecting paintings, i go to little art shows all around New York City and introduce myself as “Rose” when strange boys stare at my lips, i kiss them, i chew poetry and forget to leave tips, i order wine and leave flowers at graveyards that don’t have any, when my father calls, i do not answer everything you say reminds me of brown tangerines, i want to spill this poem inside of you i work as a stewardess and the first thing they teach you is how to respond when someone asks you to take off your underwear i wish i could say “sure thing fella, let me wrap it around your throat until you turn purple” but instead it’s “if there’s anything else, please let me know” and so when you called, the only thing i could say was if there’s anything else, please let me know””
About This Quote
A fragmented, surreal monologue mixing intimacy, grief, and absurdity, reflecting chaotic inner life and yearning for connection.
In simple terms: A wild, emotional stream of thoughts about love, loss, and odd desires.
Embrace vulnerability while navigating chaos.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- nightlife
- art galleries
- airport work
- family loss
- random encounters
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What emotions surface when you read this?
- How does absurdity help process grief?
The disjointed style may obscure meaning for some readers.