Kathryn Li (BFA IL 2021)
cherry-picked by the embodied subconscious
even this relatively disembodied existence,
faced with the prospect of
of being, for
so long, so far away,
will conjure some
as a desperate but necessary distraction.
if it cannot be still in your company for even a moment
it is to prevent some other sensation from proving to you
that it was only ever a mirage.
now that there is no more stable ground to map
I find myself
the snow that fell yesterday
when it happened was I
and all, or
am I always
to a degree
paralyzed, fighting myself
over some calculated fantasy?
Collaged fragments of older writing, the starting point for these poems.