On the first day that Abba was without the other goats, she let out a descending scale of meh-eh-eh-eh-wah-ah-ah-ah, then a step down the scale meh-eh-eh-eh-wah-ah-ah-ah, then a step down with each new phrase:
Angelica: “Song of 3 Days Sad” A poem repeating the phrase Techno Glazes/Inspiration (July 14, 2000) 042: The Collager in Quarantine: Matt Norton So it’s not just total freedom on the machine’s part. You’re kind of giving it stipulations to work with it. And that like gets my...