because it is my heart

in the desert i saw a creature, naked, bestial, who, squatting upon the ground, held his heart in his hands, and ate of it. i said, “is it good, friend?” “it is bitter—bitter,” he answered; “but i like it “because it is bitter, “and because it is my heart.” ask #places #memories

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