ANNE FRANK

8 4 Y A N N E F R A N K R A L P H A N G E L The function of the door is to protect us. This is the earth we came out of. The smell is everywhere. Even after washing my hands, I see the glitter. Buildings, too, have voices. The city an accumulation of memories handed down from one building to another. The child does not understand how to please the mother or the father. From my room, I see the whole graveyard. My mind is empty. My heart a sweet earthy smell. My mind is listening for voices that might heal your hardships and calm your fears. I start small. I start with the idea of freedom. ...