from Notes on the Post-Body
sometimes, the idea of breasts is enough.
disruptive ones.
interacting with each of us differently1.
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meditation, interaction, authority:
it’s all the same for the post-body.
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authority cannot speak to what color my underwear is.1
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just so you know
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interaction includes the ability to sense reaction.
not reaction, but to watch someone recognizing—
there is pain, and there is also recognition;
usually, we fall short.
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how hard it is to know disruption. what it looks like, its texture.
the body either sees it first (i.e. other) or feels it (self) but not often both.
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the post-body, first and foremost, disrupts.
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think through: breaking open the diseased body; to fill with oxygen. to gather lack.
thinking with: the possibility of understanding freedom through its absence.
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what does absence, et al. look like? if you had to sum up its texture…?
pick one consistent fabric
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other than itself
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Q: What did you want to be when you grew up?
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A: muse and/or father
(interruption)
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had to close my legs entirely
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“fantasy leg situation”1
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the post-body, first and foremost, erupts.
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just another way of talking about [ ]
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other than itself
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theoretically, the post-body has many legs,
outlines suggesting a new method of curation;
in practice, it has begun the long hard road of defamiliarizing limbs. or rather,
getting to know them.
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you might say it has closed all possibilities of convention
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you might say clothes
1Bahadori, “The Post-Gender Era”
1margin notes, Madwoman in the Attic
1“…what’s that called?”
