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Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 275)
16:35, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
We hold hands and pretend at forgetting.
Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 270)
16:34, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I can't speak. Sorrow is food swallowed too quickly, caught in the throat, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 196)
16:32, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
It stays with me, a bruise in the memory that hurts when I touch it
Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 151)
16:30, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
The way they turn to each other like plants following the sun across the sky. They are each other's light.
Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 54)
16:27, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
[...] and saw me. Saw the walking wound I was, and came to be my balm.
Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 9)
16:24, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Something in his face was pulled tight, wrong, like underneath his skin he was crisscrossed with tape. Like he would cry.
Caroline siterer Sing, Unburied, Sing av Jesmyn Ward (side 1)
16:23, 17. mars 2019 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I like to think I know what death is. I like to think that it's something I could look at straight.
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