"I've gone empty, completely empty and all they see is the visual form; my arms and legs, my face, my height and posture, the sounds that come from my throat. But I'm … empty. The person I was just one year ago no longer exists; drifts spinning slowly into the ether somewhere way back there… I'm a blank spot in a hectic civilization. I'm a dark smudge in the air that dissipates without notice. I feel like a window, maybe a broken window. I am a glass human. I am a glass human disappearing in rain," – David Wojnarowicz, writing in his diary before dying of AIDS.
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