ABSTRACT: Floating down. How strange it must be to see always all around you, to be able to move slowly, but never speak or wave or pick up anything – only to watch, only ever to watch.
I remember going snorkeling with my mother as she showed us how the Greeks eat raw sea urchins fresh from the sea. I have eaten uni myself at sushi bars – hopefully they didn’t see me coming.
This should sound more like the Residents. My body keeps staring at you.