Unable to separate myself from my form, I experience the world as subject and object, infinitely folding and unfolding; eternally bound and yet distinct. Desire lies in the imbalance of those proportions. It is longing, a persistent deferral that needs tension and grows with distance. While death is completion, it is an end—a conclusive shift from subject to object. My interest is in the erotic potential that exists in this proximity to death; when death is near but still at a safe distance and our bodies are perilously within the window of desirability.

“But the erotic offers a well of replenishing and provocative force to the woman who does not fear its revelation, nor succumb to the belief that sensation is enough.” - Uses of the Erotic: The Erotic as Power by Audre Lorde