E. E. Cummings knows where i am.

when i need to find myself…

“maggie and millie and molly and may went down to the beach (to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,

and millie befriended a stranded star who’s rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing which raced sideways while blowing bubbles,

and may came home with a smooth round stone as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.” 

E. E. Cummings

If you’re anything  like E E Cummings, you’ll know where I am...


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