Tuesday, January 7, 2014

"Tell me your smalls," he said.

She learned, from a bear, to eat jam out of the jar, with a spoon.

In the absence of eyes, she learned to read a nose.

She learned to chase without catching. 

Two girls in Konditori: "Are you friends with him?" "I don't know. We've had a few interactions."

There were mirrors, mirrors, everywhere, but not a drop to drink.