Rewind Me

'Eaux Profondes' Natasha Vojnovic by Alix Malka for Numero, June/July 2008 in Alexander McQueen S/S 2008

Who is the greatest thief?

The world.

What is its worst robbery?

Snatching our moments,

pocketing them away,

devouring them.

Why are your memories

so nebulous?

Like cream to tea.

Like dust on wood.

Because you’re conjuring their ghosts.

Summoning their grains from the soil.

But pieces will always be missing,

spaces between the threads,

stitched into eternity.

And why are ghosts never whole?

Some part of the past

has found something greater

than being fully human again.

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