when I learned to make myself permanent

January without snow— only the half-shell you sent, its throat still holding salt. Distance.

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In bare branches, a nest empties.

Here: your hair pressed into paper, burnished— each strand a prayer made visible.

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The world releases.

What remains: this. A self transformed. Held.

Okja Kwon

Okja Kwon (b. 1981) is a Korean-born, transracial adoptee artist

who communicates through intimate illustrative image-making.

In response to one's survivalist attempts to transcend an identity historically rooted in imperialism, global capitalism, and desirability, Kwon draws upon metaphors that take ritualistic form. The enactment of "witnessing" provides a compilation of whispered ideations and fragmented (re)imagined remembrances of in-betweenness, all in an attempt to build an intuitive and otherworldly bridge to transcend blurred relations.

https://www.okjakwon.studio