“When I was younger, I felt it was
my duty to wake people up.
I thought poetry was asleep.
I thought rock ‘n’ roll was asleep.”
Monthly Archives: May 2011
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“Grief is like a moving river, so that’s what I mean by it’s always changing. It’s a strange thing to say because I’m at heart an optimistic person, but I would say in some ways it just gets worse. It’s just that the more time that passes, the more you miss someone.”
