into something that one can embody. maybe i will

Wire no.4 at Studio One

Wire no.4 at Studio One

you recite the disaster from memory. we are clapping for your curation or for your excerpt, or for remembering, or then, was it for disaster. ‘the coming disaster that has already happened,’ you say, ‘this place,’ and then ‘weak ephemeral nothings.’

hanging there already having-been. bedsheets carry the trace of some unknown landscape. ‘how long have they been buried?’ you ask, ‘how long before they will have been exhumed? wrapped in what string?’

a generation having been born
in the already-after

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