Memory of the Body

Everyone was naked before. Then our eyes closed. But it's all in the body's memory. Isn't everything obvious? I see you, you see me. We can't hide anything from the sun or the snow. Thousands of years ago, when we were in the North, you were so cold. I covered you up. Just so you don't get cold. But I remember you, your flying feathers. Then we went south, to Morocco, Marrakech. You said the sun was roasting you, I covered you in white. I still remember your burnt feathers. It's been a long time since you've forgotten, your laws, your beliefs, your wars, your raids, your prohibitions have covered you up a little more. Whereas the sun was the same sun, the snow was the same. Now it's time t...View all