Sarah Van Name
I consider them not chains but ribbons, stretching between two pushpins on a map. Not even chains: phone records, text messages, Internet gobbledigook. Now I feel the people behind them coalescing here, pushpins pushing closer; if I were so lucky, I would wait years before I asked the stars for anything again.
When You Walk In the Room - Fyfe Dangerfield
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