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"She knows in advance to prepare herself. She doesn’t know the face of the person she is going to speak to. Anyway, they’re anonymous. This suits her personality."

"I spit out
my mother tongue"

"I don’t desire our time
to be another document"

"don’t cry
honour the pride of my life
by joining in when they dance and sing"

"With you I stopped thinking
about Adam and Eve
and their fig leaves."

"Althea’s rapist moved back in with his wife of six years in early November."

"I can only think of this.
That you can’t take photographs of
your healing."

"The mysteries of my sorrows
are like a constellation beyond
the trees."

"He made careful movements
with his hands. Played a cloud study of water vapour gospel with his guitar."

"And I was left thinking that glasses
make a face look interesting.
Even handsome. Even intelligent."

"Moses’ forty years in the wilderness
became my own. I am a machine. A new leaf. I know
how to restore my own soul."

"Barefoot in the sunny road of my dreams, I tell myself this./ Babies cry. All babies cry."

"Emptiness will
be on your tongue. It will
be your mother tongue
until a replacement comes along."

"I think of you sitting down or
washing the dishes. Eating
a simple meal, never understanding
how much I love you."

"He wonders what the right
language of love is for winter guests.
How to make peace with his wife."

"The rainfall outside my window takes upon itself
a pensive transformation. An
eternity that is filled with hope."

"A cold was all around the couch.
Winter for sure when he
left."

"The letters I wrote
to you. I had to erase all
memory of conversation."

"One aspect of freedom is
access to different views
to listen is to exercise such freedom"

"His silence was like the steep stone folds of a mountain. She remained unseen. A quiet peaceful sea that had lost its roaring voice."