Language is sensitivity

Beautiful words are like an unsharpened blade.

True language doesn't come
from soft comfort
but from the keenness that points toward hard truth.

The moment you become conscious of others' gazes
the beginning is already lost.

Every sentence
only shines after enduring the pain of stripping away unnecessary excess.

Only those who dig through alone to the end
possess the sharpness that pierces the quiet of an era.

What remains in the end
isn't ornate embellishment
but a single solid conviction proven by oneself.

— Anne Carson

Body and heart
writing and image
relationships and thought
let's try to remove unnecessary excess from all of it.