“It Feels Like The Ground Is Breathing And The Air Has Hands, Like Everything Is Moving Except Me, Like I Am The Only Thing Solid, Like It Is The Rest Of The World That Is Dizzy.” ― Amy Reed, Beautiful
“Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. The emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of
