On the inside of the lids of your eyes

"We could go in the morning."
"No."
"Perhaps it would be a good thing."
"No," he said. "My ghosts are not there."
(You have ghosts?)
(Of course I have ghosts.)
(What are your ghosts like?)
(They are on the inside of the lids of my eyes.)
(This is also where my ghosts reside.)
(You have ghosts?)
(Of course I have ghosts.)
(But you are a child.)
(I am not a child.)
(But you have not known love.)
(These are my ghosts, the spaces amid love.)

- from Everything is Illuminated, by Jonathan Safran Foer

5 comments:

Priya 9/20/2009 12:33 PM  

Wow. Kudos to Jonathan Safran Foer for coming up with that and writing it. (All I think of when I "see" the inside of my eyelids is black.)

Erin 9/20/2009 5:30 PM  

So good.

Edge 9/21/2009 9:20 AM  

Ahh. So...

I can't even think of the right word.

zabetheli 9/23/2009 2:31 AM  

wow i love it.

Sonia. 9/23/2009 8:41 AM  

They are on the inside of the lids of my eyes.

There is something very delicate and beautiful about that. Thank you for sharing :)

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