I don’t want to be sexual with you, he said. Everything gets crazy.
But now he was looking at me.
Yes, I said as I began to remove my clothes.
Everything gets crazy.
– Anne Carson, The Glass Essay
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I don’t want to be sexual with you, he said. Everything gets crazy.
But now he was looking at me.
Yes, I said as I began to remove my clothes.
Everything gets crazy.
– Anne Carson, The Glass Essay
I see what you did there haha the power of words..the power of love