A collection of collages from my senior year of college.
What a time to be alive.

Pretty sure this is a Margaret Thatcher quote.
Feels like one.

This one is about being stuck between plans and nostalgia
and is inspired by a conversation I had too often.

This one is about the capital-T trauma I was working
through and writing a song about to desensitize myself.

This one is also about nostalgia.
And loosing folks. And growing older.

Musings on divinity and transness and
the divinity of being trans. And music I guess.

An answer to the last page.
On being shut down and put in place.

On knowing you have a drinking problem
and realizing how foolish it makes you.

Can't recall what this page is about. I think it's
about feeling stuck to a screen while the world ends.

On realizing that your grandmother's passing
means you'll never see her house again.

A collage using an old art project of an older poem.
On the thin line between loosing and finding yourself.

About faith being used for neferious reasons and
the need to imagine a future that doesn't end in demise.

On half-baked goodbyes, taking space,
and the discoveries found therein.

The most pious page in this collection.
An ode to finding God on the cusp of land and water.