sábado, 19 de janeiro de 2019

S de Sense of Snow (XV)


"[...]
The glass of the window was covered with mist, and I started writing words. Moor. Heather. Snowdrop. I needed those words to feel safe.
[...]"

Ana Teresa Pereira, Fugue States,
London, Vanguard Editions, 2018



 


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