#letters to milena

I am powerless toward you as well as toward myself—1000 letters from you and 1000 desires from me will not convince

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Please, Milena, come up with another way for me to write you. Sending fake cards is too dumb; also I don’t always know

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I’m not saying goodbye. There isn’t any goodbye, unless gravity, which is lying in wait for me, pulls me down entirely. But

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I am always trying to convey something that can’t be conveyed, to explain something which is inexplicable, to tell

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I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.

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I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.

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I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.

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But when Kafka said Even in my strong times I wasn't very strong it broke something in me....

When Franz Kafka said You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love, and Richard Jackson said ...