Sliced in two like a flatfish, each of us is perpetually hunting for the matching half of himself.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, I am
a beginner beginning to lose
sight of what I was beginning, I am
beginning a house I am beginning
to grow filaments. I took you in, I took
you into my mouth into my hands I heard
the flutter of your creaseless heart
I heard your curls and your muscles”
Maggie Nelson | “The Beginner”