The classics can console. But not enough.

“العين النّهمة تفترس المشهد البحري رغبةفي إبحارٍ ضئيل”

“Slowly my body grows a single sound, slowly I become a bell, an oval, disembodi…”

“Love After Loveall your life, whom you have ignoredfor another, who knows you b…”

“Art is History's nostalgia, it prefers a thatched roof to a concrete factory, a…”