Snowflakes had gathered
in her eyelashes
and made it appear
as though she
had been crying.
— Augusten Burroughs, "You Better Not Cry"
Showing posts with label memoir. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memoir. Show all posts
December 15, 2011
November 23, 2011
Shh
It all happened
in silence,
yet within
the silence
voices were
endlessly busy.
- Tomas Transtromer, 2011 Nobel laureate,
from memoir
in silence,
yet within
the silence
voices were
endlessly busy.
- Tomas Transtromer, 2011 Nobel laureate,
from memoir
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