In the absence of other lips, gnaw your own
to pulp.
Eyes over there – depths – dream-filled looks, never fixed; here, mouths – abysses…
— Claude Cahun, Aveux non avenus (Disavowals), translation by Susan de Muth (via frenchtwist)Eyes over there – depths – dream-filled looks, never fixed; here, mouths – abysses…
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