Chris Clarke
“Girod’s long sentence takes on the form of the desert itself, rising and falling, shifting with breath and wind, ever-changing but never changing.”
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Noémi Lefebvre
“But what to do when you’re hopeless at everything? Oh I’d so like to step out of myself, to stop plugging away in myself the way sheep, dogs, crows, carp and all the other animals do in their own ways; to be you or at least someone else.”
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