beaming a smile at you without my face lifting up yet.

sam crutch or summer eisen, my legal name

in every day that i have lived i have never been able to be left alone with the freedoms to enjoy life in writing and to take care of myself with the people i wanted to take care of myself with and i have not had the freedoms to explore, yet. i have been weighed down by one thing or another by everyone because everyone has something that weighs another person down yet we all see the same kinds of colors that blister on our feet and we smile when the possibility of no more blisters come up. I wish they'd show them blisters in court. or in the news or everywhere, no matter where, and in the end no matter to whom and they'd we'd smile. How many bruised are you willing to see the make a point that the world shouldn't be alone, but rebuttaled with a lift so high they can feel themselves turning into something of an arch angel of nothing but the peace of a little swirm in their own tooth and mouth. no more pain isn't something impossible the art needed to rest between others in understanding simply goes beyond everything i have seen in social constract from defeating graffitti to the lack of strangers i talk to even thought that makes 10% sense. I have strangers i want to inspire and have conversations with. I want to be ready and not. I want to lift with others. and change everyone that hurts another and takes them away from love, espececially out of fear. strongly held beliefs and biggitrty, whatever helps, right? more…

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