Author: Anonymous
Description: A private and domestic history of meep morping, in which paint, tub pipes, dead animals and clods (clods!) slowly bring Peridot and Lapis together. Meep morps are said to be music done with things. What are things to you, when you've been living in a world where your shape determines your function your whole life? When you've been objectified and lost your sense of self? Maybe a music you can still dance to with somebody else. There may be more than one way to fuse in this vast, frustrating, beautiful world. Everything you knew is so far away now, but in the end you'll have made something entirely new.How the Light Gets In
