February 2011
4 posts
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
Shower time
Each person has their own special place within the home setting to simply be, I think. Mine is in the shower.
My showers take hours, sometimes days, as the boiling-hot water scrubs away dead skin and memories. I’ll squat in the cold porcelain under the steaming pellets of rain, head down, facing Mecca, beads of water like Mardi-Gras streamers down my face dripping onto thick pink-and-peach...
“Di mwen ki to lenmen, m’a di twa ki to yè.
(“Tell me what you love...”
