Lament for the Injured, Pt. 1


Yrsa Roca Fannberg, The Death of a Former Giant (watercolor on paper, 2009)
For most of my life, I've had very specific flying dreams. Mysleeping self unlocks gravity with a perfect physical coordination. I'll berunning, or dancing, and then somehow both at once - suddenly I feel weightless.

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