... what I loved about Webb were the possibilities in his silence. He was just there, like a small noon shadow
Michael Ondaatje
Coming Through Slaughter
What are the possibilities for me to be in silence?
To dwell in silence?
Silence must be cultivated.
Respected.
Cherished.
Possible Silences
Possible lives.
Coming Through Slaughter
What are the possibilities for me to be in silence?
To dwell in silence?
Silence must be cultivated.
Respected.
Cherished.
Possible Silences
Possible lives.
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