how did saraj j. maas manage to write a very beautiful but the smartest retelling of the tale of beauty and the beast with such power and strength with all the soft parts that it just creates knives down my chest?
it’s like watching a play from the corner seat
you fought at the ticket counter for just one another chance
your favorite play
a one way ticket
and no one hears your heart thumping outside your chest
but you’re there
and the actress is on the floor
and you’re fighting a sob
and everything is just
swaying in reality.