Saturday, November 10, 2012

"'explore me' you said and i collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. i dropped into the mass of you and i cannot find the way out. sometimes i think i'm free, coughed up like jonah from the whale, but then i turn a corner and recognize myself again. myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon's wall. that is how i know you. you are what i know."

- jeanette winterson, written on the body

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