“My dreams tell me who I am.”
“Before I can tell my life what I want to do with it, I must listen to my life telling me who I am.”
“I have crossed over to a place where I never thought I’d be. I am someone I would have never imagined. A secret. A dream. I am this, body and soul. Burn me. Drown me. Tell me lies. I will still be who I am.”
“[In my dream] they slide their lips over my skin, whispering whispering whispering. They tell me their names, they tell me their lives, they tell me their pain...I can't struggle, I can't stop laughing, I can't resist these people who once were.”
“Who is it that can tell me who I am?”
“Tell me who I am. (29)”