Wednesday, November 30, 2022


Linger on the lingering, unwrap in the citrus air and fog.
Barthes says that interdisciplinarity is about making something that belongs to no one.
Which means not even us. Which means what we are after is a giving away.
Less a honing, a sureness or even a losing. Less writing without writing to you,
and less a response than a call—a continual shifting, a listening, a pause.

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