what was said; or the fragile attempt to meet

Language fails not through excess, but exhaustion; words circulate without ever reaching what they denote. The straight line guarantees coherence, not encounter, yet what refuses to bend also refuses to connect. The echo stretches precisely what it cannot comprehend. Meaning invariably spills over its frame. Love persists; it is only coincidence that falters. Between us, time does not bridge the gap; it merely maps its depth. The encounter fails neither because of silence nor the noise of the message, but because perception only truly ignites once the presence has already begun to fade into a memory.

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https://www.fromheretillnow.com/zine/what-was-said-by-celine-chiasera

mix: Basile3
master: Anthony Calvi