“I wake up with a swelling wound around my heavy heart; my body can barely endure it. My body, this substance that is my constant companion, sticks to me and lies there between my days and nights, spreading like decay in warm weather.” BodySadnessDepressionBodilyTrapped In A Body Book:Wild Mulberries Source: Wild Mulberries
“One year passes, another one comes and the life I had thought was interrupted - its present unconnected to its past - weaves its threads together independently of me. It endures in the vast expanse of time and I pay no attention.” TimeTime PassingPast And PresentDisassociation Book:Wild Mulberries Source: Wild Mulberries