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From “Desperate Straights“ (1975). Video footage from Lutz Mommartz. I dream hermaphrodite and I sit up all night our eyes on the horizon of a wobbling bowl. Heads in hands we ponder dregs the bowl contains a liquid’s left putrescence after being drained. (What we feel we have to solve is why the dregs have not dissolved.) When I wake I wonder what it means; am I bad alchemy? It seems I image self unmixed, a risk, in a dish for drinking fluid with a strongly stinking sediment is that what
