22 4 / 2014
12 4 / 2014
"There is no longer any distinction between reality and its representation; there is only the simulacrum."
10 4 / 2014
09 4 / 2014
by TC Tolbert
When you hold me there are words for that.
I do not remember the words for that but I remember that there are words.
There are not words for when you do not hold me.
I remember that there are no words in the world so I say them.
Abolishing a line is only one way to mark it.
My throat hurts from saying so much nothing.
When I say I love you what I really mean to ask is, can I change?