Thursday, May 22, 2014


"She sees her reflection in the store window. She looks at herself and I stare back. Or I look at myself and she stares back. It's hard to tell which. I am older and she is young. Or vice versa. She seems to have startled herself. Who are we, now that we have to rely on new ways of calculating the integers of time?"

—page 16, The Circus Train by Judith Kitchen.

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