A la recherche du temps perdu











"I told you distance to a thing is the purchase of its reality. Why are people like that for us? The more we love the more physical space our love inhabits & the world’s lightness & darkness assume the order of human tongue.

Last night we tore & tossed memories into ponds. Geese swam across, pecked the waters. I splashed at them &, after, my hands shook."
—  J. Michael Martinez, from “Self-Portrait as Letter Addressed to Self