London, England via garryknight
from The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
from In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of…
My alter ego in the flesh!
India by sneha suresh