Babe , language stands paralysed in your presence and absence as well. Language is just a desire to substitute those two states of existence . Absence they say makes the heart grow fonder. But I feel so as well in your presence . I substitute for both cases through language ,via the method of human communication, either spoken or written, consisting of the use of words in a structured and conventional way. Language dear torturer , provides me with a verbal means of re-presencing your body that I miss so tragically . Language ,my assertive , concrete tool that conjures reality is a linguistic performance of paradoxically haunting ,abstract verbalisation .
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The no Titled Ulysses
RomanceWinner of September 2017 The Flower's Awards in Romance . I become more and more determined to free myself from all limiting pressures.... To write .. To resolve to live life to the fullest , and vow not to be constrained by boundaries.. I will love...
