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maria malacrida by blurred lines and unexpected silence-- and what happens when silence invades it all? the death of nightingales, breath stopped by crushing lungs and sucking out soul: its black purpose grows under the sun and hardens like statues. flipping leaves, colour falling inside light, inside test tubes, loneliness against chemistry and inertia--always a night away. the screen invades it all, swallowing voice and weight of silence. candles mark the time, the melting hours closer to whiteness, need against skin and wood against back. and rain hesitates, falling but unable to stop. |
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