Oct 2, 2017
This is a text to read out loud. To savor with friends. Languish in the way each one reads different, lingers on text in new ways. See how we develop images, notice themes of female body, bodies torn by war, nature mutilated. How we begin to read “HOU” as “HOW.” Find meaning in the white space, that gives us room to breathe. To wonder about war and death and how. how. how.
Stare at the sun and think of the way it becomes body, human, but also war. Gore.
I think of this like Psalms, in many ways. Maybe prayers.
