the rigorous m

bits and bobs, quotes and catching up

Posted by rigorousm on November 24, 2014

November

he just left — when he leaves I never know when I’ll see him again — always
chance encounters — or nearly — today I asked myself what little errors
we’ve let come between us — I don’t know yet — I can barely guess —
why such tenderness in his gestures — after — where there is usually
distance —
don’t be taken in by tenderness — protect yourself from it — I’m sucked in
too easily — his presence I already live too much in these days — not enough
resistance now — or irony —

Danielle Collobert, translated by Norma Cole, hosted by ASU.

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