And that you are the other, masquerading in the wary distance.
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Touching oneself
To love is not to reach out, it is to touch oneself, and know that one is porous.
Falling might very well be flying –
without the tyranny of coordinates.
without the tyranny of coordinates.
© 2021, Bayo Akomolafe
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Falling might very well be flying – without the tyranny of coordinates.
