Art is using the shards to create beauty to place on display and inquire, Could you love this if it was me? Could I love this if it wasn't? I wrote this poem weeks ago and tried to force it into several projects before realizing it's strongest on its own. It was inspired by the … Continue reading Shattered



A found poem, based in Kafka's The Worry of the Father of the Family (as translated by Stanley Corngold). Neither pertains Enables Functional shape Merely broken Meaningless Its own way complete Treat him Like a child Laughter Without lungs Almost painful


Inspired by a quote from A Vindication of the Rights of Woman by Mary Wollstonecraft: "Taught from their infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison." 2017 edit: This migrated over from an ancient, disused blog. It was written … Continue reading Gilded