&Amp;Ldquo;What Is It That Tells You To Make A Memory? I Can’t Say. Something That Sits Raised And Raw Against The Skin Of The Day. Something That Presses At You.&Amp;Rdquo; ~Anna Smaill, The Chimes
“A door in my chest opens with an unfamiliar happiness. In my arms, there is an echo of his nearness, what it felt like to hold him.” ~Anna Smaill, The Chimes
