“I know you think this world is too dark to even dream in color, but I’ve seen flowers bloom at midnight. I’ve seen kites fly in gray skies and they were real close to looking like the sunrise, and sometime it takes the most wounded wings the most broken things to notice how strong the breeze is, how precious the flight.” -Andrea Gibson

“I know you think this world is too dark to even dream in color, but I’ve seen…

"Cause I might be naked and lonely, shaking branches for bones, but I'm still time zones away from who I was the day before we met."

" but mostly I wish you well, I wish you my very, very best." -photograph by andrea gibson. Dont think I could relate any more than I do to this whole poem.

When did you last feel you were flying? When did you last sing at the top of your lungs with no one listening?

She's wondering how many women are walking around this world feeling the tingling of their amputated wings remembering what it was to fly to sing.

Andrea Gibson. why does she write my inner turmoils?

"It will take me a few more years to learn flying is not pushing off the ground. Safety isn't always safe.there's one on every gun.

Wasabi - Andrea Gibson

I'm not lookin' for someone who can save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat but they rarely get you anywhere and I've got places I wanna go.


Just to be clear, I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousand separate Heavens for all of my separate parts.