“and the word lost for a single breath, as I lie against you; I promise everything that ever was will grow alive again: the first man in his sudden ignorance spits a sour apple whole, turns to her, who will… — John Glenday Copy Share Image
“and the word lost for a single breath, as I lie against you; I promise everything that ever was will grow alive again: the… — John Glenday Copy Share Image
“This is my formula for the fall of things: we come to a river we always knew we'd have to cross. It ferries the… — John Glenday Copy Share Image
“We carry the dead in our hands as we might carry water - with a careful, reverential tread. There is no other way. How… — John Glenday Copy Share Image
