Trisha G.:
she is the center of the universe at this moment unless you're looking in another direction, or are thinking about something from a long time ago, in which case she will wait quietly right here until you return.
Trisha G.:
Most of the stuff I say is true because I saw it in a dream & I don't have the presence of mind to make up lies when I'm asleep.
Trisha G.:
When we visited my grandma in the summer, we'd sit on the porch & watch the moon every night to be sure it made it safely home.
Trisha G.:
A couple of people asked me what I look like walking around in my life. You know, without the Photoshop and special fancy lighting or a tutu.
Trisha G.:
only half-naked in her dream that night because everybody else was completely naked & she just had to be different & when she woke up, she finally figured out why she spends most of her free time by herself.
Trisha G.:
I held out my hands & asked where I could help & somebody grabbed me & pointed me towards the future & said, You've got your work cut out for you
Trisha G.:
It's much easier, he told me, if you like the parts you like & you like the parts you don't like. Is that some Eastern thing? I said & he said not really since he was from Idaho & it worked there just fine.
Trisha G.:
these are multiple shadows because there were a lot of things she walked away from without a word of explanation when she was younger & she still thinks about them more than she needs to.
Trisha G.:
I have a friend who reads people's auras. He sees all sorts of colors like green & red & purple. He says anyone can do it. All it takes is forgetting everything you think you know & just looking.
Trisha G.:
I've always liked the time before dawn because there's no one around to remind me who I'm supposed to be, so it's easier to remember who I am.
Trisha G.:
I don't know how long I can do this, he said. I think the universe has different plans for me & we sat there in silence & I thought to myself that this is the thing we all come to & this is the thing we all fight--
Trisha G.:
Leaning out as far as she can, hoping she'll fall soon, so she can stop worrying about whether it will happen or not.
Trisha G.:
the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can. & there is nothing more to it than that.
Trisha G.:
She kept a box of letters & dried flowers & some old chocolate in a dark place & watered it until it started to rot & then she put on her best dress & some bright lipstick & took it around to everybody she knew & said, see, I told you so.
