Read and listen to Oana Avasilichioaei’s Chambersonic (I) and (IV) here…
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The translingual has made a traitor of me.
What happens to an erasure of the unwritten
damnatio memoriae of the unsculpted
During a recent conversation with a friend, we struck upon the topic of her nearly complete collection of Nancy Drew hardcovers. I immediately pictured them as they had appeared in my childhood: books aged prematurely by the humidity of numerous seasons spent reading them in the Caribbean.
For all the unknowns we’ve been asked to sit with, astrology offers not answers but symbolic context: a frame that holds this moment, the hint that perhaps there is meaning –– even if we don’t know quite what that is –– to what we are living through.
Can you talk about prose form and the need to reinvent and reshape it?
The days are touched by the law.
