“Memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.”
“But memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.”
“Her warm memories. I'd like to paint them over the bare plaster walls of my soul, but everything I paint seems to peel.”
“The supernatural world was like an onion. You peel back the layers, only to find more layers, on and on, hopelessly trying to reach the mysterious core. Then you start crying.”
“Keep your eyes peeled. You might just see Christmas yet”
“I see a poem as a multi-coloured strip behind peeling plaster, in separate, shining fragments.”