"I recognize myself as having a solid shape only when I photograph myself. Otherwise, I am invisible. People pass by me and don’t notice me. Sometimes, I pinch myself to make sure I exist."
Split / Game of Little Deaths — Réka Nyitrai minorliteratures.com/2026/06/10/s...
Split We am Hans–Unica–Francesca–Réka. We am the sick rose born and reborn during the winter of 1902, 1916, 1958, 1977. We am placed and replaced in an empty vase forgotten on the head doctor’s nig…
