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A memory: We are in your room. You are sad because we believe the world is against you. You throw your sweater at the floor and we laugh. Suddenly I realize I am crying. A bird could have crashed into your window and it would have fitted. I repeat myself and you keep listening. Another memory: I break my collar bone. More memories: You lay in the grass with your eyes closed. Inside me there is a storm and you could be a commercial for toilet paper. I don’t turn around and walk away. I don't spit into your shoes. I don't wake up from the fire alarm. I fall down from a mountain and die. Memory in the forest: We count to ten and let the bicycle fall.

the leakers  

5 visual performances on leaking