The unsaid, for me, exerts great power.
Honor the words that enter and attach to your brain.
The master said you must write what you see / But what I see does not move me / The master answered Change what you see.
The love of form is a love of endings.
I had nothing and I was still changed. Like a costume, my numbness was taken away. Then hunger was added.
To raise the veil. To see what you're saying goodbye to.