# Doodle 19

All she wanted was to find a place to stretch her bones. A place to lengthen her smiles and spread her hair. A place where her legs could walk wothout cutting and bruising. A place unchained. She was born out of ocean breath. I reminded her;
‘Stop, pouring so much out of yourself into hearts that have no room for themselves. Do not thin yourself. Be vast. You do not bring the oceans to a river.’




  1. Monica · June 18, 2016

    Profoundly written!💭

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Vivek Vatsal1 · July 27, 2016


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