“But when I close my eyes and try to picture her face there’s no coherent image, only a hazy montage of feelings, moments, gestures, like fragments of a dream that’s already fading. I play them over in my head anyway,… — R.A. Hakok Copy Share Image
“But when I close my eyes and try to picture her face there’s no coherent image, only a hazy montage of feelings, moments, gestures,… — R.A. Hakok Copy Share Image
“magic of turning marks on a page into images, sounds, feelings; a whole other world into which you can escape when the one around… — R.A. Hakok Copy Share Image
