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“Once, I took a Greyhound north across an icy bridge, it seemed it took / all night to cross that bridge, a bridge lined with stars unscrewed / from the sky and fastened to the cables and the towers with black / electrical tape, bus windows fogged-over from all the human breathing, / lovers, masturbators, numb frostbit moon going black around the edges…”

“You know how a star is supposed to twinkle? We say twinkle because that is how it looks, but when a star feels itself, it’s not a twinkle, it’s more like a throb. Star throbs. Over and over and over. Like this. Stars just throb and throb and throb and sometimes, when they can’t throb anymore, when they can’t hold it anymore, they fall out of the sky.”

“It is sheer chaos at the fruit and vegetables. The clang of carts colliding. Determined faces, arms and hands plunged into a heap of apricots, one euro per kilo, palpating and rejecting them, stuffing them in bags, in a joyous frenzy of gathering. The apricots are as hard as stones.

my copy got repoed by the library :(

trying to finish this book before the library repos it 🙇‍♀️