julie anne

coasting...

"He's all right! Aren't you, cat? Poor cat! Poor slob! Poor
slob without a name! The way I see it I haven't got the
right to give him one. We don't belong to each other. We
just took up one day by the river. I don't want to own
anything until I find a place where me and things go
together. I'm not sure where that is but I know what it is
like. It's like Tiffany's."
- Holly Golightly

I have always wondered about the left-over
energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill
long after the rains have stopped

or the fire you want to go to bed from
but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down
the red coals more extreme, more curious
in their flashing and dying
than you wish they were
sitting long after midnight.
- Adrienne Rich "For the Dead"