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To taste the same thing, in the same moment.
This month we take a gentle swim in the company of others, of seeing and being seen, in sweet communion with friendships as I take a few pages from the…
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ila
August 2023
(Am I) an eternal return machine of looping spirits (or are we)spirits looping in an eternal return machine (?)
This month I embarked on an eternal return around strange loops, techno spirits in machine city and fractal recursions.
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ila
July 2023
"into this or another interminable kissing"
Midway through reading Harry Dodge's brilliantly webby encounters in My Meteorite, I was moved to do a little swim in the patterned waters of apophenia…
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ila
June 2023
A song that plays on and on when all is "dust and dreams and gone"
Wow, it's been awhile. Here's a little short something of a bigger something I seem to be struggling to finish.
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ila
March 2023
{vanishing point}:::::.......r u p t u r e / r a p t u r e
no time for deep dives this month so here's some messy constellations on dancing as a vanishing point towards rupture/rapture <3
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ila
February 2023
January 2023
The Library of Lost Books: Cover, Hinge and Spine
A little gentle swim into how I learn to read (made harder with undiagnosed dyslexia), lost (and found) books and the revival of pre-doomscrolling days…
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ila
December 2022
"black bile, immobile, headworm"*
went a little dark this month as I traverse into the deep realms of seasonal depression creeping annually into this no seasons tropics…
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ila
October 2022
On Suap Lidah: The Translator is a Traitor
Sharing some processes behind the writing and making of Suap Lidah (commissioned by Singapore Unbound for their 5th Singapore Literature Festival in…
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ila
"rouse the sly nerve up, that knits to each original its coarse copy"
I (try to) unpack the multiple selves, before (and beyond) the metaverse: This begins with a bodiless bust in some tree and loops into itself some fluid…
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ila
September 2022
a sigh in a cavernous tunnel with no exit, is a piercing scream when it returns
a little tough to write this one but I attempt to think through curative violence (in tandem with normative violence), ableism and words of hope that…
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ila
July 2022
the measure of a soul in this city of ghosts
I have fallen into a clingy web of objects, energetic debris, dying estates and tear-stained notes hidden in the cracks of my <3. There is no closure in…
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ila
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