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The border interior

The border is a performance, a drama.

Both tragedy and farce, with sets so vast
that in places it’s all floodlights and eye walls,

while elsewhere it’s just a poem composed

of wildflowers and chicken wire. A poem about

what goes where. The border is a membrane,

permeable as a body. [You may] enter here,

but don’t go there. The border is interior. Open

to [an] Other and the wave will swell through

your home, they said: you could lose your foot-

ing and be carried away. Every body a house
shuttered up, a citadel. The border a skinny rag

banner held aloft by every raised hand in town.

– Jesse Darling

Artifice

Frontiers and borders are imaginary.
Yet crossing a border is a material

event, an experience of the line that

divides artifice from reality. Performing
the crossing is what matters, objects

are gathered in the process. Archives
are arrays of baggage lost during

these crossings, waiting to be picked

up at another event of crossing, only
to be lost again.

of artifice.
The artist as a producer is an argonaut

– Sudarshan Shetty

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