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Worms of sound, a prism and refracted memory

Posted on April 16, 2008 by Urraca

Something strange is happening today, as I write, as I bike, as I take in the much awaited sunlight and warm air. There’s something moving, copying itself, doubling back on its own shape. Moving, bending. Inside my mind. It has … Continue reading →

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