Lillian O'Neil: Soft Demand

text by Judy Annear This is a story about decapitation and the sea among other things, and what can be done if anything. They could have said but could not. Their lips are sealed and their eyes closed. They had turned away from the horror of what they saw they had made. The shattered ground and blasted trees, endless staircases, body parts. Standing in silence they are lost. Moths cling together. Men and women become each other, gracefully. They lie down and die for no reason having forgotten their ability to make anything. No, they sleep and dream then walk...