"There was that night when you
suddenly asked if there was a part
of your body I had never touched.
Perhaps, I said, there was somewhere
on your scalp which my fingers had not
visited: the resistance village, or the
cave of the invisible hermit. No, you
insisted, it was your belief that there
were other portions of your exposed
skin I had never kissed or grazed
not because they stood their obstinate
ground but because I had missed
them in the clumsiness of my ecstasy."
- Alfian Sa'at, from The Invisible Manuscript
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