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I do not mean the symbol of love, a candy shape to decorate cakes with, the heart that is supposed to belong or break;
My shadow said to me: what is the matter Isn’t the moon warm enough for you why do you need
She reclines, more or less, Try that posture, it’s hardly lang… Her right arm sharp angles. With her left she conceals her amb… Shoes but not stockings,
In that country the animals have the faces of people: the ceremonial cats possessing the streets the fox run
He was the sort of man who wouldn’t hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. He was not my patron.
The eye is the organ of vision, and the third eye is no exception to that. Open it and it sees, close it and it doesn’t. Most people have a third eye but they don’t trust it. That wasn’...
The body dies little by little the body buries itself joins itself to the loosened mind, to the black…
Let others pray for the passenger… the dodo, the whooping crane, the… everyone must specialize I will confine myself to a meditat… upon the giant tortoises
All those times I was bored out of my mind. Holding the log while he sawed it. Holding the string while he measured, boar… distances between things, or pound…
In winter the beach is empty but south, so there is no snow. Empty can mean either peaceful or desolate. Two kinds of people walk here:
Living backwards means only I must suffer everything twice. Those picnics were already loss: with the dragonflies and the clear… What good did it do me to know
You begin this way: this is your hand, this is your eye, that is a fish, blue and flat on the paper, almost
Whether is it possible to become l… Whether one tree looks like anothe… Whether there is water all around the edges or not. Whether there are edges or whether
You, going along the path, mosquito-doped, with no moon, the… a single orange eye unable to see what is beyond the capsule of your dim
What should we have taken with us? We never could decide on that; or what to wear, or at what time of year we should make the journey