Am I being vague? I don’t mean to be. I love words. And they love me. We’re naturally hesitant, wondering, each time we meet, who will be the first to speak. What should we mean? We aren’t nails hammered through wood. We’re more like butterflies, or bees with pollen on our toes. Documents? Manifestos? We laugh. We can’t all be bibles or epitaphs. Some of us must be free.
Recently Banned Literature, February 6, 2018
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Categories: Everything and Nothing, Recently Banned Literature
Tags: Bees, Bibles, Butterflies, Documents, Epitaphs, Manifestos, Meaning, Words