Link: The Adventures of Guille and Belinda Enchanting collection of photos from the New Yorker… I like this one especially…”Immaculate Conception” When you are a child, you can become anything you want. You have this sparkle about you — I think of the Dust in Pullman’s The Golden Compass. And when you finally grow up, yourContinue reading “The Adventures of Guille and Belinda”
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Absence
The same script each time you attempt to write it. Setting: morning, in bedand not having yet awakened, the sound of distress from the tragedyyour body has created and believes,with such conviction, making its way out of your throat. Never quite arriving, caughtby the mouth. Cheeks still dry. Something like a well, pushingthe one prolongedContinue reading “Absence”
