melting & burning


from Tonka, by David Godine
August 29, 2012, 5:59 pm
Filed under: quote

The tangle of thorns that had later grown inside his head

Each detail was ugly, and the whole thing was happiness

For them the ability to talk was not a medium of thought, but a sort of capital, something they wore like jewelry to impress others.

Suspended between emotions and theory

Infinity sometimes flows in drips and drops.

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