They cradle the same ball of string, passing it from hand to hand,knotting and unknotting as if smoothness were an insult to the complications of this life.Their movements are impossible to intercept, or so the myth goes. But d…
They cradle the same ball of string, passing it from hand to hand, knotting and unknotting as if smoothness were an insult to the complications of this life. Their movements are impossible to intercept, or so the myth goes. But don't you wonder if they ever tire of thinking up the next tangle, or where to snip the thread short, what end to dip in tallow for the slower burn?
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