I keep coming back to you in my head,
but you couldn't know that,
and I have no carbons.
-Adrienne Rich
Love, she said, should be said more slowly, and ran from the house.
Words could not catch her as such.
Honesty is so slow, that is the trouble.
-Unknown
Saturday, March 27, 2010
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