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082 - A slowed-down intro with patches of green and purple out of nowhere. NFTs are hard to digest, even when I'm the only one in the gallery. I just have to believe you when you say you'd come and stay awhile. Plastic sheets. Revolving doors. Where do they come from? I've long been told to show and not tell. The truth is I don't want to sell. Not in the traditional sense, at least. I want to show. Show first, at least. Then you can decide, and so can I. I'm Atom Alicia C and I think I'll stop here. For now. Stay for a bit, if you're here already.
081 - On reading, being read, and not having read. The things that happen to us when the spines of books stare back. What are you reading? What books await you? What about the forgotten ones that remain on your shelf? Anxiously yours, Atom Alicia C. My website is still being renovated, as is the upper left corner of my brain.
080 - The door. The omnipresence of dying. Saying goodnight to things that have their eyes closed without me noticing. How do you hold yourself physically? And when was the last time you had to do that, to bring yourself in? This is Atom Alicia C.
079 - What if I miss the faces of strangers just as much - if not more - than being able to breathe fresh air directly? What does it do to me mentally if I'm denied access to your expressions? As usual, we have umbrellas, random desks, and various forms of emphemeral human warmth. I'm Atom Alicia C.
078 - What should we do after a poet finishes reading? What if you didn't know the mic was off while you were reading? What cleanses you at the end of the day? I'm Atom Alicia C. Write me if anything resonates. The email is [email protected]
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