Half Way Home - Eva L’Hoest / ssaliva

Obscure distillations, salivas, yeasts. Like mists or dews, brief yet patient jellies come forth momentarily and with difficulty from a substance lately imperturbable: they are evanescent pharmacies, doomed victims of the elements, about to melt or dry up, leaving behind only a savor or a stain. Roger Caillois, L’ecriture des pierres, 1970