I am so small I can barely be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small, but they see enormous things.
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Twenty years ago today I awoke to a world without my dad. He’d shot himself in the head in the next room while I slept. There’s something dreamlike about heading to bed one insignificant evening—with a father,— and waking the next morning without one; having someone and then so suddenly losing them.
Read MoreFountain of Blood /
“I'm a fountain of blood. In the shape of a girl.” —Björk
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