Critical, creative and digital writingEcriture critique, créative et numérique

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9 21 2022otherselves  

I Multiply

Across the street a window reflects the sun and blinds me In this moment of oblivion I see myself refracted through the world I multiply into a fractal actualisation of my otherselves Lost in this to and fro of photonic bliss my mind travels across eons and stretches into infinities I multiply Become a diasporic being spread out across a utopian topography This sudden emancipation from the limits of my body is ecstatic but short lived for the reflection of the sun on the window across the street lasted no time but what it took me to imagine myself being spirited away from the so-called material plane into the redeeming beauty of a non-existing and yet so real semantic realm