Leather, locks, photo, rocks, synthetic hair.
32cm x 58 cm
2025
Written text: A constellation of nothings: In the chasm of the swamp where I was birthed, the crocodile’s mother urged breath into my mind. She pushed through my ribs and scrubbed the mirror rocking over my lungs into a blinking star of names. I am a catalog of seasons and waters and the names of goddesses that I will never meet but will forever hold.
Leather, locks, photo, rocks, synthetic hair.
32cm x 58 cm
2025
Written text: A constellation of nothings: In the chasm of the swamp where I was birthed, the crocodile’s mother urged breath into my mind. She pushed through my ribs and scrubbed the mirror rocking over my lungs into a blinking star of names. I am a catalog of seasons and waters and the names of goddesses that I will never meet but will forever hold.
