the fool. a tale of tarot begins. 1 of 22
the fool I want you to know everything. From the beginning. I want to tell you how I dangled my toes over a cliff; once off a cracked building ledge; twice on the edge of a half tipped chair. See there is nothing I fear about starts. Finishes are an illusion I often dread, this idea of completion. Do you believe in endings? The first time I saw you was on a crowded Manhattan subway. When you were rushed away, I knew we would be together. That...