cultura, poesia, con un po 'di irriverenza
“He lifted his nose from a crate of limes, refreshed and eager to get home to a wife who spoke words out loud as she thought them up and held nothing to whirl and eddy and collect in brackish silences, silences that broke like thin ice beneath you to announce your drowning.”

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Paul Harding, Tinkers (via courtneymaum)

it’s a great read


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