The difference between who and what, answered by roses on the stem
by Christos Polydorou
I gasp whenever I see this rose bed. I stare at roses indiscriminately, like coming upon jewels I should not take. One comes up with alternative ways to take, so as to satiate the desire to participate, but in addition to not falter the original design. I find the roses rotting on their stems as dramatic, perhaps even slightly more dramatic, than the roses who are not rotting on the spine. I used a subject pronoun to describe an object quite consciously, because to me they are not objects. How could they be anything but subjects, when they make me stare at them so indiscriminately, when they make me gasp?
This is love.