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The tower, which was not supposed to be there, plunges into the earth in a place just before the black pine forest begins to give way to swamp and then the reeds and wind-gnarled trees of the marsh flats.
when you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonize you.
I didn’t cultivate friends, I had just inherited them from my husband.
They discovered a pristine wilderness devoid of any human life. They found what some might call a preternatural silence.
That’s how the madness of the world tries to colonize you: from the outside in, forcing you to live in its reality.
Sustenance for me was tied to ecosystem and habitat, orgasm the sudden realization of the interconnectivity of living things. Observation had always meant more to me than interaction.
We had come to think of the border as this monolithic invisible wall, but if members of the eleventh expedition had been able to return without our noticing, couldn’t other things have already gotten through?
some questions will ruin you if you are denied the answer long enough.
