Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Initial Monogram Tattoo



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Turn away from windows


I discovered the secret of great communications and great combustions. I would say storm. I would say river. I would say tornado. I would leaf. I say tree. I'd be all wet rains dampened all rosy. I'd roll like blood frenzy over the slow current of the eye words in horse crazy kids in fresh clots in curfew remains of temple stones far enough to discourage minors. Who would not understand me do not understand more of the roaring tiger.

(Aimé Césaire, Notebook of a return home )
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