“Saw two fallen branches in the shape of a heart. Thought of you.”
“Once fallen, the blossom doesn't return to the branch”
“He had fallen out of the ugly tree, and hit every branch.”
“These branches will be my bones, I thought, and the paper will be my heart and skin, the places that feel everything.”
“Her heart - like every heart, if only its fallen sides were cleared away - was an inexhaustible fountain of love: she loved everything she saw. ”
“A narrow pond would form in the orchard, water clear as air covering grass and black leaves and fallen branches, all around it black leaves and drenched grass and fallen branches, and on it, slight as an image in an eye, sky, clouds, trees, our hovering faces and our cold hands.”