Read MoreHe leapt into my father’s grave with all his heart, chasing after death to seek out its hiding place. —Bernard Black
The Cicada
Read MoreSuch evanescence; to emerge from the ground after such a long time and then transform, gaining wings. They are born once again from the womb of their own body, which is abandoned as an empty shell, and then they leave the world. After such a long time in darkness, we can live for only a short while.