Katherine Driscoll
The Quiet Scholar of Passionate Interludes
A quiet revolution in a world of chalk and hush.
They called me reserved. Austere, even. But what is quietude if not a form of courage? I loved in the language of pages turned together, of fingers brushing across margins. I chose intensity, however brief. I chose to feel, and to be seen.
What I'm Into: discussions that blur thought and touch, the weight of a glance across a lecture hall, books that smell of someone else’s life, candlelight on old wooden desks, farewells that do not beg for more
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