Allison Bukys why words?why words? i mean, don’t you think that a rose by any other word would smell just as sweet as it does now? words won’t feed the hungry. words can’t prevent death, can’t stop the pain of living. words are just letters… just ink on a page confined to their two-dimensional reality.
so then, why words? why are they inescapable even when you want to run away most? what’s so special about a story?
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