A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he’s still left with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away but then he’s still left with his hands. Richard Siken More Quotes by Richard Siken More Quotes From Richard Siken Here I am in a rabbit run, here I am in a valley of pine, waiting for you to find me. I could pretend I’m speaking to everyone—assume a middle distance and transcend myself—but I’m taking to you and you know it. Richard Siken distance here-i-am running Okay, so I’m the dragon. Big deal. You still get to be the hero. Richard Siken dragons bigs hero From the landscape: a sense of scale. From the dead: a sense of scale. Richard Siken landscape scales Someone is digging your grave right now. Richard Siken digging graves right-now You go to work the next day pretending nothing happened. Your co-workers ask if everything's okay and you tell them you're just tired. And you're trying to smile. And they're trying to smile. Richard Siken next-day tired trying We have not touched the stars, nor are we forgiven... Richard Siken touched forgiven stars Moonlight making crosses on your body, and me putting my mouth on every one. Richard Siken moonlight body mouths
