I write to you, guiltily as if to erase from memory all that I just said. Then I read it back to myself, stealthily, as if I am reading someone else’s work.
And then, I delete promptly, from the sent items, as if to refute all claims to it.
I write to you, guiltily as if to erase from memory all that I just said. Then I read it back to myself, stealthily, as if I am reading someone else’s work.
And then, I delete promptly, from the sent items, as if to refute all claims to it.