11 November 2013

at last you, will say (maybe without speaking)
(there are mountains
inside your skull
garden and chaos, ocean
and hurricane; certain
corners of rooms, portraits
of great-grandmothers, curtains
of a particular shade;
your deserts; your private
dinosaurs; the first
all i need to know:
tell me
just as it was
from the beginning

--Margaret Atwood 

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