a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Monday, May 22, 2017
if I made memes instead it would be the same image over and over in perpetuity, of the haunted language of a lacroix box, half-destroyed and scanned, with quips pointing to our (haunted) privilege
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