All night the dark buds of dreams open richly. In the center of every petal is a letter, and you imagine if you could only remember and...

rachis; a vessel, a prayer, an ephemerality; the body – wax cells converge on this moment, where will you diffuse them – a deep umber...

Excerpt from The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie "Little buds of flame spring up on the concrete, fuelled by the discarded heaps of...