This is a time to linger at the edges, to lean into the troubling intersection points where the differences between me and you, us and them, queer and straight, nature and culture, living and non-living, man and world, are not given and done, but still in the making.
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This is a time to stay with the trouble of knowing that there is no becoming that is not a becoming-together.
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