Julia Revillion

...when I see a hand whose fingers are longer than its palm I think it might be him come to touch me again... I love coffee and oil paints. I'm tall. I have the bad habits of spending too much time in my head and biting my nails. I am vegetarian. I like to stencil pictures on shirts. I like to spend time in darkrooms with the smell of fixer and a safelight. My favorite color is red. I love to drive. I obsess. A lot. I have difficulty writing on wide ruled paper. How strange. Six Feet Under is lovely. I sing along to songs I hear, but only if I know the words. Otherwise, I tap my toes. I love Indian food. My selective memory amuses me. I chew on my lips when I'm nervous--sometimes they bleed. My middle name is Revillion. I have trouble letting things go. I'm part French, but I am half Brazilian. I love rain and snow. I can tie cherry stems into knots with my tongue. On most occasions, quite efficiently. I cannot whistle. When I don't sleep, my words stop making sense. Wuthering Heights will never stop being sexy. A lot of the time I don't know what to say.

"Written on the body is a secret code only visible in certain lights: the accumulations of a lifetime gather there. In places the palimpsest is so heavily worked that the letters feel like braille."