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Water as memory.
Skin as surface tension.
A woven form drifting between presence and dissolve
— burgundy thread blooming turquoise against a field of pale green liquid,
the body neither submerged nor free.
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Texture becomes language:
what is handmade meets what is fluid,
what is held meets what lets go.





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