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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.

– Andrea Gibson

Rip πŸ€πŸ•Š

13 August 1975 – 14 July 2025

If you know me, you may notice that I love poetry.

All sorts of poetry.

But I’d never heard of Andrea Gibson, nor was I familiar with any of their poetry until yesterday.

Gods, I’d wish that I’d had, because my social feeds flooded with the beauty of their words yesterday.

But I suppose that is the way that it is, isn’t it?

And it seems a shame that I did not know of their existence until yesterday.