Dear David
I have been re-reading our letters. And what an interesting discussion we had this week, about the writing that one does for a singular reader; the ‘one other’ with whom one is thinking. So there has been much dialogue about representation; about performance, and sentiment and sincerity, each thinking to the self through thinking with a companion. And our question returns, often enough, to this: what limits are placed on thought, in the moment that it aspires to be understood from outside itself? This is not a lover’s discourse; it is though interested, and it is interested in the lover’s discourse…

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