Bia Lowe

“So there were two worlds: the perceived world, a dimension of adjectives, equations and brush strokes, a surface dazzling with our efforts to render it, but ultimately bearing only our own reflections; and the impenetrable world, the plumbless dark full of latent particles, the primordial cauldron which, like a mother, gives us our being but is a lifelong riddle.”

“My anus, like the inside of my nose, is something I can finger but can't examine.”

“Childhood was our common mythology.”