“Sometimes, the skin comes off in sex. The people merge, skinless. The body loses its boundaries. We are each in these separate bodies; and then, with someone and not with someone else, the skin dissolves altogether; and what touches is unspeakably, grotesquely visceral, not inside language or conceptualization, not inside time; raw, blood and fat and muscle and bone, unmediated by form or formal limits.”
-Andrea Dvorkin, “Intercourse”.
a math exercise: 1+1=11. You + me ≠ us.
Confronting the paradoxical nature of togetherness and coupling and the inevitable solitude persisting within human connections. From the prison of separateness into the prison of physical need for another; the pain of being separate and then the pain of not being separate enough.
