I want to clean myself like the window of a house, make myself clear for things to pass through. Flat and quiet.
Elizabeth RosnerAnd still tears never feel like enough: the rinse something away, but only the surface, not whatever is underneath.
Elizabeth RosnerWhen my grandmother touches my hair in my sleep, I feel like a lost child. There is never enough of her to comfort me.
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