“Ultimately, the loss becomes immortal and hole is more familiar than tooth. The tongue worries the phantom root, the mind scans the heart's chambers to verify its emptiness. There is the thing itself and then there is the predicament of… — Karen Green Copy Share Image
“Ultimately, the loss becomes immortal and hole is more familiar than tooth. The tongue worries the phantom root, the mind scans the heart's chambers… — Karen Green Copy Share Image
“I could love means I could die violently, or live violently; the threat of the arrow is everywhere at once, not just in the… — Karen Green Copy Share Image
