“I mean, I am trying to make my way through something, toward something. In the meantime my world does not know whether to expand or contract, as if I am straining to peer into a tiny telescope measured in nanometers. Instead of it being a comfort to have a world so small and all mine, it feels like I’ve forgotten something, like I’ve been forgotten.”

— Jennifer S. Cheng

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