Most days it feels as if the world is whirling around me and I am standing still. In slow motion, I watch the colors blur; people and faces all become a massive wash.
I think there is a human instinct to tell stories, no matter who you are or where you live. - Sarah Kay
I think there is a human instinct to tell stories, no matter who you are or where you live.
- Sarah Kay
This world is made out of sugar. It can crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it. - Sarah Kay
This world is made out of sugar. It can crumble so easily but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.
Not all poetry wants to be storytelling. And not all storytelling wants to be poetry. But great storytellers and great poets share something in commo… - Sarah Kay
Not all poetry wants to be storytelling. And not all storytelling wants to be poetry. But great storytellers and great poets share something in commo…
There are parts of me I only recognize from photographs. - Sarah Kay
There are parts of me I only recognize from photographs.
It does not matter how strong your gravity is, we were always meant to fly. - Sarah Kay
It does not matter how strong your gravity is, we were always meant to fly.
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things and always apologize when you've done something wrong but don't you ever apologize for … - Sarah Kay
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things and always apologize when you've done something wrong but don't you ever apologize for …
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away. - Sarah Kay
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.
No matter your wreckage. There will be someone to find you beautiful, despite the cruddy metal. Your ruin is not to be hidden behind paint and canvas… - Sarah Kay
No matter your wreckage. There will be someone to find you beautiful, despite the cruddy metal. Your ruin is not to be hidden behind paint and canvas…
Poetry is like pooping. If there is a poem inside of you, it has to come out. Sometimes it can be really difficult and take longer than you'd like (i… - Sarah Kay
Poetry is like pooping. If there is a poem inside of you, it has to come out. Sometimes it can be really difficult and take longer than you'd like (i…
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