December 2011
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‘…the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to...
– Jack Kerouac, ‘On The Road’
To the people in my life I adore, there are only a few of you, but this is who you are to me.
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the stillness in the street
I saw someone the other day.
They took all of my attention, completely drawn by them.
I told my friend about the person I saw, I found myself unable to describe them.
I have never been able to find my footing, grip reality when I see that person.
Speechless, consumed, nervous, delighted, trapped, peaceful, ecstatic, damned.
When they pass me, I feel drowned.
My friend asked me what they...