A woman speaks… camera scripta, camera picta… a room…
“If I never see you again
I will always carry you inside outside on my fingertips
and at brain edges and in centers of what I am of what remains.”
So very beautiful Kari
Oh, Jack! Thank you so much!!
“I hear the secrets that you keep
When you’re talking in your sleep…”
yes i do
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Believes that things should not be in small drawers inside large closets.
As we live our lives forwards, but understand them backwards (as Kierkegaard says).
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