Books leave gestures in the body; a certain way of moving, of turning, a certain closing of the eyes, a way of leaving, hesitations. Books leave cert….

I felt the unordinary romance of / women who love women for the first time..

Fashions are not fashions at all but refashioning; language is not communication but reinvention. They are never in place but on display..

Cities collect people, stray and lost and deliberate arrivants..

If I see someone I see the ghost of them, the air around them, and where they’ve been. If I see a city I see it’s living ghostliness—the stray looks,….

People here believe in uncontrollable passion, in mad rages, and in the brusque inevitability of death..