Being one’s true and honest self can often be dangerous; and poetry should always be a place where, if only between the pages, that danger and energy and fear and excitement and love can fizz and spark without ever threatening to burn something down. - Andrew McMillan
please, love, leave,like leaf from tree;taking beauty,leaving seed - Andrew McMillan
oh love, doesn’t the fact that the world is so big,laid out like ripe fruitmake you want to stay? - Andrew McMillan