WHho am I when I’m not just myself?ow am I supposed to find my own version of a lover, within myself, when all the lovers I’ve been are just the shadow of the ones before me?
harmful themes are handled despite the concerns surrounding them. My argument is about the media and its influence, not about declaring a survivor bad or disgusting for relating to a character.
WIhen I heard about the accident, I biked to the hospital. Someone shot you. Not on purpose. Just one of those unforgivable accidents. whipped my head around to see you, ruddy faced from the hot sun and a bit embarrassed that you couldn't get your hand free from my curls. Ouch.
Erano una serie di pensieri che prendevano forma mentre cercavo di capire come quel corpo potesse sostenere un’idea, di come un braccio potesse dare forza a un gesto e come una figura giovane avesse la acoltà di divenire l’emblema stesso della vittoria.