You know what people don’t tell you about? The intimacy of tragedy. The collapse into the lap of your lover; not in elated exertion…. but in grief. The speechlessness; not of direct eye contact……
Posts tagged tears
swallowing shame
Nothing strikes me as particularly interesting or memorable about the US embassy in Dakar. It’s a formidable building, with the same broad shoulders of those that neighbor it, identified by a simple gold plaque on…
touching peace upon
Where does one feel sadness? It’s not in the head. Not the heart really either. For me it sits at the bottom of my ribcage, quivering, where if it decided to make a run for…