I am waiting for your signal But how can I put the fire in my heart on hold? It's relentless It burns my breath It hurts my chest It fogs my mind It pushes me next to you and then I start dreaming of your smile your awkward stories your steadiness your body moving across the space your soft voice making jokes your eyes your eyes your silence your silenced breath that says “I recognize you” “there's a part in you that I recognize” I always hear that voice in you I am waiting f

On Meta-Interpretive Distance, Generative AI, and the Limits of Heteronormative Communication [Appendix to “On Listening as an Epistemic Condition: Transnational Bodies at the Limits of Interpretation — Notes from an Encounter with Frida”] This second appendix begins from a different pressure point than the first. If Appendix I names the violence of the imagined reader and the temporal structures that foreclose listening, this appendix turns toward method : how listening migh