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illustrations by émile-antoine bayard for jules verne’s around the moon (1870) via publicdomainrev
When we un-packed it, the Paris curator was embarrassed to discover lipstick marks on its cheek: someone in the Louvre had played at being Pygmalion—or Hadrian—and kissed it. And who could blame them? Up on a pedestal, center stage, the effect of its beauty was jaw-dropping.
I am the wounded thing in the basement. I made war with my sorrow when what I wanted was to be seen.
If I'm the dead thing in the dark, do I get to see the sunlight? // L.H.Z
When my wounds are no longer wounds and my heart is less tender,
I hope I remember happiness.
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I am the wounded thing in the basement. I made war with my sorrow when what I wanted was to be seen.
If I'm the dead thing in the dark, do I get to see the sunlight? // L.H.Z