The hour between night and dawn… when most people die, sleep is deepest, nightmares are most real. It is the hour when the sleepless are haunted by their worst anguish, when ghosts and demons are most powerful. The hour of the wolf is also the hour when most babies are born.
“I wonder if they have the memories we do: sleepwake, working on our tans, ribbons of flesh twirling, long isabelline bus rides of dusk, necks of tulle, promises made on hands and knees, wet grass, actual heartache or actual love. Or the likeness of love, the shadow aspect. O, a medley of skin trying to find an answer. If they want you to be a tulip, you will be a tulip, no matter your shape. You will always ever be a tulip, a black one, a wilted thing, a tulip by the sea, the character of a tulip. You will be the seedling unsprung.”
Lisa Marie Basile | Nympholepsy