When Objects Become a Placeholder for Burning Desire
I am fascinated by desire; the way my baby nephew wills himself across the floor to grasp an object compelling his curiosity, the way I cannot enter a book shop without bursting from the visceral vastness of knowledge and my own insatiable thirst to know more, the way a beautiful dress beyond my means …
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