Written by atma anna christAugust 11, 2011February 10, 2014 nostalgia the pain of remembering desiring to go back missing the taste of home missing the taste of mothers breasts… As if mother is a place – a shelter- pure delight our imaginary home the end of effort Death! Advertisements Share this:ShareFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.