...the heart asks pleasure first...
I should be channeling Foucault tonight, instead I am channeling Michael Nyman, clumsily. So clumsily. And very slowly.
Maybe in a few weeks, maybe after the summer, I will sound like this.
a writing exercise. a window. a handshake, an embrace. wide glimpse of the small moments.
I should be channeling Foucault tonight, instead I am channeling Michael Nyman, clumsily. So clumsily. And very slowly.
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