He doesn’t have to say it, I feel it too; it’s not subtle - like every bell for miles and miles is ringing at once, loud and clanging, hungry ones and tiny, happy, chiming ones, all of them sounding off in this moment. I put my hands around his neck, pull him to me, and then he’s kissing me hard and so deep, and i am flying, sailing, soaring…
Jandy NelsonTag: inspirational love jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
How can the word love, the word life, even fit in the mouth?
Jandy NelsonTag: life love intrigue jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
I have an impulse to write all over the orange walls- I need an alphabet of endings ripped out of books, of hands pulled off of clocks, of cold stones, of shoes filled with nothing but wind.
Jandy NelsonTag: write ending jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
Tag: sky grief jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
How could a mother who boils water for pasta leave two little girls behind?
Jandy NelsonTag: family mother pasta jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
I'm layering away: sauce, noodles, I belong to you, cheese, sauce, my heart is yours, noodles, cheese, I hear your soul in your music, cheese, cheese, CHEESE...
Jandy NelsonTag: cheesy jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
Everyone has always said I look like Bailey, but I don't.
I have grey eyes to her green,
an oval face to her heart-shaped one,
I'm shorter, scrawnier, paler, flatter, plainer, tamer.
All we shared is a madhouse of curls
that I imprison in a ponytail
while she let hers rave
like madness
around her head.
I don't sing in my sleep
or eat the petals off flowers
or run into the rain instead of out of it.
I'm the unplugged-in one,
the side-kick sister,
tucked into a corner of her shadow.
Boys followed her everywhere;
they filled the booths at the restaurant where she waitressed,
herded around her at the river.
One day, I saw a boy come up behind her
and pull a strand of her long hair
I understood this-
I felt the same way.
In photographs of us together,
she is always looking at the camera,
and I am always looking at her.
Tag: family death grief sister jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
She's a sun-kissed beach girl who goes gothgrungepunkhippierockeremocoremetalfreakfashionistabraingeekboycrazyhiphoprastagirl to keep it under wraps.
Jandy NelsonTag: girl stereotype jandy-nelson the-sky-is-everywhere
I've no use for talking, would just as soon store paper clips in my mouth.
Jandy NelsonIf only words hadn't eluded me today, if only I yelled back at him: I do get it! I get that as long as you live no one will ever love you as much as I do - I have a heart so I can give it to you alone! That's exactly the way I feel - but unfortunately, people don't talk like that outside of Victorian novels.
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