Mistakes Are The Portals Of Discovery.

You Behold In Me, Stephen Said With Grim Displeasure, A Horrible Example Of Free Thought.

What Did That Mean, To Kiss? You Put Your Face Up Like That To Say Goodnight And Then His Mother Put Her Face Down. That Was To Kiss. His Mother Put Her Lips On His Cheek; Her Lips Were Soft And They Wetted His Cheek; And They Made A Tiny Little Noise: Kiss. Why Did People Do That With Their Two Faces?

The Heaventree Of Stars Hung With Humid Nightblue Fruit.

Places Remember Events.

When A Man Is Born...there Are Nets Flung At It To Hold It Back From Flight. You Talk To Me Of Nationality, Language, Religion. I Shall Try To Fly By Those Nets.