As I was reading William Egginton’s The Rigor of Angels, I began to think about thresholds. Or rather, I began to think about that liminal space in-between spaces, that no-space that allows both spaces to exist.
Journal of Consciousness, Literature, and Art
As I was reading William Egginton’s The Rigor of Angels, I began to think about thresholds. Or rather, I began to think about that liminal space in-between spaces, that no-space that allows both spaces to exist.