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The eponymous tale, and its accompanying echoes, takes place at - and resounds with the immediate aftermath of - her wake ;I'd like to think maybe hold on to the thought even if it were only a possibility a glimmer that there be some sort of discerning discernment taking place the only ones who were nearly taken along for the proverbial ride were us not them not that these terms were mine was really more how she use to think of them at least that's what I recall her saying she'd never admit to it though I suppose one of the benefits of her just lying there being no right of response well one…mehr

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The eponymous tale, and its accompanying echoes, takes place at - and resounds with the immediate aftermath of - her wake ;I'd like to think maybe hold on to the thought even if it were only a possibility a glimmer that there be some sort of discerning discernment taking place the only ones who were nearly taken along for the proverbial ride were us not them not that these terms were mine was really more how she use to think of them at least that's what I recall her saying she'd never admit to it though I suppose one of the benefits of her just lying there being no right of response well one of the benefits were I being honest to me at least ; one has to take comfort try to take some comfort in being take comfort in trying to be part of the ones she tried to kill I suppose though if one were to be fair tried to kill might have been overstating it a touch take with her could be more appropriate ; after all she was lying in a coffin and attempted-murder seems to require a little too much movement for one who was lying down who was never the most nimble one would never have mistaken her for a ninja then again that's the kind of thing the best of ninjas would have you think so maybe we just didn't see her move maybe we never saw her nimble movements maybe when you're dead you can move without moving die without dying lie without lying ; ah, as Stevie Nicks sings, tell me lies, tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies Thankfully ghosts never quite go away, they sing me each time to my bowl ; maybe if I make it she will dream a little dream of me.
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Jeremy Fernando reads, writes, and makes things.He works in the intersections of literature, philosophy, and art; and his, more than thirty, books include Reading Blindly, Living with Art, Writing Death, in fidelity, Tómate un paseo por el lado oscuro del camino, resisting art, Writing Skin, A Ghost Never Dies, The feather of Ma'at, un oeil d'or, I wish we were lovers, and Jeremy Fernando by Jeremy Fernando. His writing has also been featured in magazines and journals such as Arte al Límite, Berfrois, CTheory, Cenobio, Entropy, Full Bleed, Poiesis, Philosophy World Democracy, Queen Mob's Teahouse, Qui Parle, RIC Journal, Testo e Senso, TimeOut, and Voice & Verse Poetry Magazine, amongst others; and has been translated into the Brazilian-Portuguese, French, German, Italian, Japanese, Korean, Spanish, and Serbian. Exploring other media has led him to film, music, performance-readings, and the visual arts; and his work has been exhibited in Seoul, Vienna, Hong Kong, Lisbon, and Singapore. He has been invited to read at the Akademie der Künste in Berlin in September 2016; and to deliver a series of performance-readings at the 2018, 2020, and 2022 editions of the Bienal de la Imagen en Movimiento in Buenos Aires, the latter at which he also curated a filmic omnibus entitled reading dreaming malaya. He is the general editor of Delere Press; curates the thematic magazine One Imperative; is the Jean Baudrillard Fellow at The European Graduate School; co-creator of the private dining experience, People Table Tales; and the writer-in-residence at Appetite, the sensorial laboratory exploring the cross-roads of food, music, and art.