conversations with the light
pour la fille de la lumière
Without betraying it, she even brought forth nothingness.
Once, while shoveling snow from the driveway, i complained about how my body ached.
"You do not live
in
a body," she corrected me. "You live
as
body."
While I lifted another heavy shovelful, she added: "I, on the other hand, am only ever myself."
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