“behold the hands, how they promise, conjure, appeal, menace, pray, supplicate, refuse, beckon, interrogate, admire, confess, cringe, instruct, command, mock and what not besides,… makes the tongue envious.” // m. de montaigne

i can talk. a lot. and although i can be rather eloquent, there are times when my motor-skills just up and leave without a hint of a goodbye – and i won’t have noticed they’ve gone until i’m tripping over my tongue and grasping at straws to find a suitable word to describe… something, anything. it’s a rather poignant (and aggravating) parting shot.

however, where my mouth fails me, my hands continue its work. when i can’t seem to spit it out – they will continue to play it out for me. i’ll happily play this game of charades – but find me when i haven’t done my nails in a while, and you’ll hear nothing much from me at all. both my voice and hands go mute. a set of ten short and childlike fingers need a pinch of added charm to get their message across.

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