I Feel As Comfortable Anywhere

Could Fulfillment Ever Be Felt As Deeply As Loss? Romantically She Decided That Love Must Surely Reside In The Gap Between Desire And Fulfillment, In The Lack, Not The Contentment. Love Was The Ache, The Anticipation, The Retreat, Everything Around It But The Emotion Itself.

I Feel As Comfortable Anywhere As I Feel Uncomfortable Anywhere.

No Fruit Dies So Vile And Offensive A Death As The Banana.

We Think Of Immigration As A Western Issue But, Of Course, It Isn't.

She'd Have To Propel Herself Into The Future By Whatever Means Possible Or She'd Be Trapped Forever In A Place Whose Times Had Already Passed.