Wednesday, May 02, 2007

valentino achak deng

"...there were things I wondered about seeing. I had heard of rivers so wide that birds could not fly across; the birds would drop midway and be subsumed by the limitless water. I had heard of land that rose so high that it was as if the earth was tilted on its side; land that was shaped like the contours of a sleeping person. I wanted to see these things and then to return to my parents, to tell them about my journey. It was when i imagined doing so that the strings inside me felt taut again, and I had to breathe heavily to loosen them."

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