Mckenna Goade
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“We become-with each other or not at all”
“As I let go of what to me was the world”
“Slipping out of myself again”
“I (give) myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love”
“Suffering, like a stone...(around my neck, deep inside me)”
Death Rattle
That Which is Read by the Body
A Porous Assemblage
For Your Reclined Body
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