May 1 - May 29, 2021

Hanna Umin

Your Fate

You were born grey.

Your fate is one eye to six sockets.

You were dropped.

Your fate is a broken—

Your fate is three crones and a circlet of SSRIs.

You are slumped cord around a spool shattered in shipping.

You lost your last tooth.

You can’t remember being young.

[Text by Hanna Umin]