Combining Aporia’s magic with Eddie’s stunning storytelling. Must read.
I hate to be alone in this city.
“Because in French, alone is lonely.”
Maybe you wanted to be alone and that is why you chose ‘La Rochelle’ to settle in. You wanted peace for your art. You felt that the noise of your travels had started to seep into your sculptures. Each face had a story to tell, an emotion to emit and had a language of its own. I saw you listening closely to them as if to hear their whispers. You were a mad man to the world, but you were ‘My mad man’.
It is funny how we want to ‘Possess’ everything we love. The idea of ownership is so blinding at times isn’t it. In your quest to attain that possession, love leaves somewhere in between. All you are left with is a body, sculpted of clay and too much noise of…
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