. When . When I was a fish the morning light brought me near the sharkâs skilled swim. I would hide behind rocks and sea urchins, watching octopi and their slow contracting movement. When I was an octopus, my tentacles could think. I knew of things like volcano ruptures and how to escape fishnets and … Continue reading When
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