August 20, 2014

“One day, I will be drowned where I stand.

One day, I will eat the bitter pith of someone’s abandoned orange.

One day, I will forget how you and I met.

One day, I will take all the sand in this place and swallow it. This will be done without water. It will barely be done with air.

One day, I will carve a second face from my first face, then ask everyone I meet to vote on which face they like best.”

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