D.W. Blake

D.W. Blake resides in in Orange County, CA. When not attempting to spell, he fakes guitar in music organs such as Daryl BlakeTM and Grinning Ghosts. True blue shy-ster and One Piece enthusiast (but only the manga), he enjoys pretending he is a wizard.

​Instagram: @d.w.blake

Twitter: @krakenhearts

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What words do you need to tell yourself to know that you are valuable just as you are?
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I don’t need words, perhaps not even sounds, the particles of light racing always across the galaxy over specks and flecks of ash and flesh, and empty
What is “special” but a word? letters! “value” and “worth” a series of muscle movements and air, ink strokes
and manhattan
I look to the stars
where gas giants shine like beacons for over a trillion years away
whiffs of lights and faroff heavens
small ripples in infinity
only finite in our capacity to comprehend
us needing a beginning and an end
to make sense of sky and night, the same

and no sounds will echo
not in a vacuum
if anything,
time is the fabric,
no sounds stretching across time

and only the stars I saw
only the stars I saw, were mine
drawing a picture of mine
I could not make out
but could make no other either