When Light Becomes Clear
All I Didn’t Promise
All I Didn’t Promise
When You Were Alive (14 April 2013)
Manipulated First Draft of Recreating My Childhood
(via a113-and-2955c)
Moroccan Light in Schenectady
Anatol Knotek - A Matter Of Perspective, 2010
A Sentence about Sentences (and then more through the link)
Not everyone recognizes how natural speech, no matter how formalized, is never as constrained as writing, or how writing does not replicate speech but manages it, controls it, shackles it, always hungry to be clear and clean.
