Winter Sky, Photo By Mary Jean Massie

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2003

Snowing at sea via u/Certified_nuts

You’re Goddamn Right!

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“When I was nine years old, the world, too, was nine years old. At least, there was no difference between us, no opposition, no distance. We just tumbled around from sunrise to sunset, earth and body as alike as two pennies. And there was never a harsh word between us, for the simple reason that there were no words at all between us; we never uttered a word to each other, the world and I. Our relationship was beyond language—and thus also beyond time. We were one big space (which was, of course, a very small space).”

— Inger Christensen, The Condition of Secrecy

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to be infertile