growing things

“i worried. no one sorted the world like i did,

burned the stacks i wanted burned.

your call like a needle strung with light.

your song rhyming with the flames i've raised since birth.”

 

this short pdf features five poems and four pieces of collage art. the collection explores what it means to try to communicate with others. is it possible to be truly understood? when communication breaks, where are its fault lines? what do the pieces look like? 

this is one attempt of many at charting these questions.  

accessibility: the pdf includes alt text for all art and links to all sources. the text should be compatible with screen readers (please let me know if this is not the case). please write a comment if you would like to suggest additional accessibility features.

all collage art was made with CC0 materials.