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We melt, we soften until the state of our selfhood withers, melds, enmeshes...

yes, "not that heavy" but wrenching and gorgeous. writing that gives a glimpse at the possibilities and violence and beauty of belonging to a river that precedes and succeeds us. with apologies to saint augustine, tolle lege --- buy this game and play it!

a nice read, i enjoyed the accounts of the nonhuman life experiences immensely

thank you! it's not a space ive rlly inhabited in my writing before so im glad it worked :)