Sometimes, in the mornings, I can
only think about people as branches, as twigs. Actually, it is as thin,
elongated longitudinal slices of trees with two thin branches and little
foliage. That is what people are in my head until I can thread the fibers of
cortex into a comprehensive set of features, a face.
Written 18-09-2017
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