content/trigger warning: depiction of psychosis from the perspective of someone who is always experiencing psychosis, just like you do
self-portrait
colors stream across a brown background streaked with vertical white; fire at top-right, fenced by black lines. at top: text, "would you endure." at bottom: sideways cut-out of a text on surviving nuclear war.
river
blues, greens, purples, flow out of and into red suns. black lines like a bar graph across the bottom half.
essay
colors are meaningless. only words matter. many are cut off but one can read: "exposure," "fallout," "surface," "earth," "elements," "beta," "skin," "X-rays," "shields," and "radioactivity."
i don't who i am
the first image but upside-down. the black lines stacked like a kid's toy. text is meaningless. colors flow in different directions; to and from where is anybody's guess.
