- Vol. 04
- Chapter 05
We Live in Miniature Form
You cannot see me, but I flutter in your chest – I memorize the map of your veins and travel to every unexplored corner of you. With a surge of need and want and belief and courage – with the knowledge that this is not the world, as we know it.
It is a distant land which we have come to know. Who or what has transported us here? We must either leave or transform the forgotten landscape into a version of home – where our fingers touch and our words flow freely – where the beginning of you reaches me, like light.
We are years ahead of all of this. Trapped inside a bottle, we live in miniature form – not wanting to remain contained by glass and cork.