Tag Archives: Sigrid Rausing

Life After the Fall

FOR WHAT BINDS US There are names for what binds us:strong forces, weak forces.Look around, you can see them:the skin that forms in a half-empty cup,nails rusting into the places they join,joints dovetailed on their own weight.The way things stay … Continue reading

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