Katherine Dunn
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November 2010
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“I am here, come closer,” the old donkey said with her eyes. “I will mother you.”
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
“Just as a snowflake
went on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, the
pumpkin patch is a gathering of molecules from my old goats, chickens,
and cats, feeding the underworld of dirt creatures. And somewhere, my
father’s ashes mingle with birds, air, and sea.”
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
went on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, the
pumpkin patch is a gathering of molecules from my old goats, chickens,
and cats, feeding the underworld of dirt creatures. And somewhere, my
father’s ashes mingle with birds, air, and sea.”
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
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“It seems to me that organized creeds are collections of words around a wish. I feel no need for such. I know that nothing is destructible; things merely change forms. When the consciousness we know as life ceases, I know that I shall still be part and parcel of the world.”
― Dust Tracks on a Road
― Dust Tracks on a Road
“Just as a snowflake
went on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, the
pumpkin patch is a gathering of molecules from my old goats, chickens,
and cats, feeding the underworld of dirt creatures. And somewhere, my
father’s ashes mingle with birds, air, and sea.”
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
went on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, the
pumpkin patch is a gathering of molecules from my old goats, chickens,
and cats, feeding the underworld of dirt creatures. And somewhere, my
father’s ashes mingle with birds, air, and sea.”
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
“I am here, come closer,” the old donkey said with her eyes. “I will mother you.”
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard
― Misfits of Love: Healing Conversations in the Barnyard





















