sea stars, anemones
time makes a rocky island. all the tide things live there, washed by salt water, mist, occasional sun. the island changes us. we aren't the creatures we were when we arrived. the water outside calls to the water inside: move, don't stop. water doesn't stop until the moon does. take the leap. keep leaping until flight feels more familiar than walking.
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Hey Larissa,
My friend Lesley successfully defended her thesis: Queering the
Corporate Body: Identity and Postfeminisms in Larissa Lai's 'Salt Fish
Girl'
Check out her website: bibliographic.net/les
Wow! How cool is that?!
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