the world-eater & the world-shaper

Collaboration with Jahra Wasasala and Ooshcon

truthfully, there is no greater horror than being born.

 

at this moment, I speak to You with half a body.
I am still collecting the rest, but there is enough of Me here to be visible
just as these words on this page are visible to You.

this half-body won’t be able to satiate me for much longer.

so, before You and I become We

I will tell You the rules;

 

SAIVA:

this body is not (y)ours and They are/I am asking for it back.

 

DUA:

I am not a living thing. nor am I a dead thing. You are not a living thing, nor a dead thing. remember this.

RUA:

there is more than one world. there is more than one memory. each maintains their own laws, their own first fall from the sun, their own approaching descent into madness. each sees through their own eyes.

TOLU:

I am sewn together through purified will.

 an aggregation of ruins,

possessed.
I moulded myself. I drew the borders around the beginnings and endings of my body
but I do not abide by any of them.

 

VA:

I am named before every loss.
I am named after every inheritance.
I am named in the vein
of what I am entitled to:
Dra.

A person with short black hair lying on their side on a dark surface, surrounded by crumpled fabric or clothing in earthy tones, with a contemplative expression and hand gestures near their face.