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Libation for the Lineage of the Unlived [video art]
The Mountain Without a Shadow, or, Unfinished Business I once walked past your front yard. You waved me in. Something appeared on the horizon when you looked out your living room window that day. You had to show me. A mountain, overnight, bricked itself in the firmament, cemented tight by cloud. “Look!” you say. “I did