Memoryslandscape: “For Us–The Wounds Kissed Long Before The Lips.” — Gregory Orr, From “We Were That Joke … ,” The Last Love Poem I Will Ever Write (W. W. Norton &Amp;Amp; Co., 2019)
salemwitchtrials: In the Middle of This Phrase …, Octavio Paz[ID: The night / is a disjointed murmur, / a body / self-embraced, tearing itself apart.]
