My tongue is in my hand…

now

Posted on: November 7, 2008

i titled it “precarious” for a reason

it’s amazing how chains and weights, cellophane, fog, the deprivation of….whatever it is that’s not there can feel so heavy and lay you out so fast, even though it’s an absence – the hole is apparently heavier when unfilled.

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