The light flashes
She watches his slight movements
With a watchful eye
A pained, broken heart
Keeps the words on the page
But the emptiness blazes anew
When she sees the faces
Dancing in the concrete snow
One and the other
But she is alone
And she is nowhere
yvette⋅irving [E-veht ur-VING]
–noun
young woman living in new york city
writer, singer, painter, etc etc
wants to inspire...and be inspired
wishes to create and live in a community of artists and innovators
writes about life; in the village; of being a woman; of love; sex; pain; anguish; elation; feeling
idolizes jack kerouac, kurt vonnegut, and emily dickenson
Origin:
manhattan
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
-jack kerouac
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