When I Fed The Pigs And Two Of Them Got To Scrapping Over An Old Soft Onion, I Thought: Thats Love. Love
“When I fed the pigs and two of them got to scrapping over an old soft onion, I thought: that’s love. Love is eating. Love is a snarling pig snout and long tusks. Love is the colour of blood. Love is what grown folk do to each other because the law frowns on killing.”
— Catherynne M. Valente, from Six Gun Snow White (via lifeinpoetry)
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