I am not necessarily suspicious of plot.
I am not necessarily suspicious of plot.
“We live by tunnelling for we are people buried alive. To me, the tunnels you make will seem strangely aimless, uprooted orchids. But the fragrance is undying. A Little Boy has run away from Amherst a few Days ago, writes Emily Dickinson in a letter of 1883, and when asked where he was going replied, Vermont or Asia.”
Anne Carson | “Short Talk on Orchids”