DIARIES OF THE W(HOLE): PORTABLE DOOR
-I am looking for something. -What is it? -I don’t know – I admitted – I imagine it’s like a door.* A portable door – I added -Let’s search for it together. How does the door look? -It doesn’t. It just takes you in sometimes. When it’s time. . 101 forms: a memory that connects times and spaces an Eureka! moment a tempo a buzzing pulse of two…