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(...) when we are outside, I learn the sick pleasure of almost kisses, of side glances and wanting smiles. I learn how pining starts between the thighs and spreads outwards, stomach clenched and fingers feeling like shallow light because all the blood is rushing out of them. And it's not that I haven't yearned before. This feeling has been long deep in me, but that now it is swollen with promise and fully realised.
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― A Language of Limbs
― A Language of Limbs
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I think sometimes of the "closet", the place, the word and its attachments. A closet, after all, is a small space. It exists within a home, but it is starved. There is no light in there, no air, no room to fuck, no place to sleep. It is safe, for a time, perhaps. But a body in there will erode. Until its flesh is all gone and it becomes a secret of bones. To come out is to escape the secret, to stretch your limbs and bathe your skin in light. Sometimes. Because to come out can also be a sharper
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― A Language of Limbs
― A Language of Limbs
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