You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. (Mary Oliver, "Wild Geese")
3/3Because Elena had been her first choice too. She had been sixteen and newly raised to being the one that called the shots for the dance committee -- which really meant she could now press-gang her classmates into decorating the gym, but still, she thought with a huff, ended up doing half the work herself -- and Elena had broken down, and agreed to let Caroline show her everything she'd done. She had only meant to point out how she'd placed Seven Minutes in Heaven around the corner, so that all the noise from the dance was muted, but there hadn't been much space after all. She could smell Elena's lily perfume, completely out of period, could touch the weight of Elena's hair, and she had not-really-but-sort-of-meant-to kissed Elena
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let all go
dear
so comes love
(ee cummings)
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You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves. (Mary Oliver, "Wild Geese")
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