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“Created in unison in perfect coordination of delusion” A collection of “spinning screams” and “beautiful animated women”, all in the hope of settling dust. Created from a “wish to reach the beginning of the river”, this book of poems hopes to find “the stories that the moon knows, whispered on journeys across the skies”. We start and end in dust, we collect and build dust. Dust is us. A collection inspired from the everyday musings of the rise, fall, combination and disintegration of the matters that bring us together. Each poem is a story - of futility, of hope and of the cycle of death and rebirth.