If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?




SC




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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.











Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Mag 137



It Must Be Time For Lunch Now, 1979, by Francesca Woodman 



'Late Breakfast'

Her soul, too big for her body,
had bruised her with broken hearts and crescent moons
that in the light of a late breakfast she explained
as they measured fingers again
to seal the certainty of the whole deal.

                                                      S.C.



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