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The boy approaches a painting of a house. There’s a young girl in one window, almost waving. He reaches forward to touch the canvas. He feels the room spin and his body harden. Now he’s looking out at the museum, the girl flesh before him. “I’m free,” she gasps, then runs off.
There’s no such thing as “bad luck” when you break a mirror. You’re merely experiencing the terrified energy leaking off inter-dimensional creatures loosed through the glass-crack barriers as they lash out blindly, frantic to return home.
After decades, it just dawned on me a few moments ago that the lyric is not “what’s love, but a second hand in motion.”
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Adiata Tesaye DeVore Bell, organized by Nidhi Khurana
Adiata Tesaye DeVore Bell, beloved mother, wife, daughter, sister, cousin, auntie, niece, and… Nidhi Khurana needs your support for Adiata Tesaye DeVore Bell
Shout out to witches who fly by their own means, free from misogynistic trappings of housework as transports. Oh and fuck the dude who came up with that concept.