NEW BODY OF WORK I dreamed all night in theory and woke up feeling problematized. I had a dream in my semiotic paradigm and got up on the ossified side of the bed and hungry for cereal. My biological project makes demands. You could say I’m super productive these days, I never stop getting larger. I am a very interesting ride. There is plenty of excitement here! I misread my name as a common noun, some kind of produce. If I had some oranges they would turn me into salt. Today is a lighthorse day, a good day to do yogurt and levitate. I remember when I was always already hungry and rejected the praxis of consumption. When I was hungry my appetite was precluded by the hegemony of the pirated body. The truth is I never bleed anymore but I seep uncontainable doctrines in every direction. Maria D. is at her spinning wheel. She has broken the code and will teach me to build sound in this way. She and we are knitting the airwaves. Cell by cell, she is making an ark...