and what of
this hunger
that weeps
in my belly,
but lives in my
my soul.
it took me a lifetime
to realise that food
only quiets the ache;
never satisfies it.
—On feeding pain.
and what of
this hunger
that weeps
in my belly,
but lives in my
my soul.
it took me a lifetime
to realise that food
only quiets the ache;
never satisfies it.
—On feeding pain.