they ask me to remember
but they want me to remember
their memories
and i keep on remembering
mine
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“The Waves” – Virginia Woolf
Beneath my eyes opens—a book; I see to the bottom;
the heart—I see to the depths. I know what loves are
trembling into fire; how jealousy shoots its green flashes
hither and thither; how intricately love crosses love;
love makes knots; love brutally tears them apart.
I have been knotted; I have been torn apart.
drunken library 