Radicais livres (LIII)

Netochka Nezvanova

"When I'm alone, I want you to enter inside me, I wish to wear you. Dissolved and integrated, we are exploded into a nomadic, unstable topology of ceramic ribbons and microfluidic channels, of myriad phosphorescent gleams of the unassailable transpositions of the visible signs of the invisible and mysterious encounters in divisible dreams" (ver aqui, aqui e aqui)