the unmappable process of becoming
A double-sided poetry zine.
Open up the zine and flip to the other side for another reading experience
Writings from 2013-present, chopped up, erased, conjoined, grouped under several (unintentionally recurring) “moods” that appeared in the author’s writing over the years. Do I mean what I mean, do you see what I mean, do you see what you mean to see… chop it all up, front and back, without context, breathe upon words that resonate with you the most… you don’t have to understand the poem, you don’t have to understand me, because I cannot either, hence unmappable (aren’t we all).
Published in 2021
Original version in html form.
A double-sided poetry zine.
Open up the zine and flip to the other side for another reading experience
Writings from 2013-present, chopped up, erased, conjoined, grouped under several (unintentionally recurring) “moods” that appeared in the author’s writing over the years. Do I mean what I mean, do you see what I mean, do you see what you mean to see… chop it all up, front and back, without context, breathe upon words that resonate with you the most… you don’t have to understand the poem, you don’t have to understand me, because I cannot either, hence unmappable (aren’t we all).
Published in 2021
Original version in html form.
A double-sided poetry zine.
Open up the zine and flip to the other side for another reading experience
Writings from 2013-present, chopped up, erased, conjoined, grouped under several (unintentionally recurring) “moods” that appeared in the author’s writing over the years. Do I mean what I mean, do you see what I mean, do you see what you mean to see… chop it all up, front and back, without context, breathe upon words that resonate with you the most… you don’t have to understand the poem, you don’t have to understand me, because I cannot either, hence unmappable (aren’t we all).
Published in 2021
Original version in html form.