Why is poetry important?
Poetry is the diary we drip tears into when our crush doesn’t like us back. It’s the drywall we drive our fist through when we can’t afford rent this month. It’s the best friend who tirelessly encourages us to shower when the only thing we want to do is dissolve into the ocean. It’s the stranger we smile at when, for once, everything is going to plan.
How can a tether to the fucking world not be important?
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