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'Death Fantasy' by Chloe Patricia at Prairie, Chicago

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A secret order of saints, house mothers, and watchdogs stand guard over a small colony of opium-filled caterpillars that sit on the moon, spinning husk cocoons for dead trans women and their ancestors in the cocoon a fantasy with no definition becomes a pornographic display of estrogenic wet dreams and the divine feminine I watch myself on earth talking to a john or crossing the street the concrete feels like a wall of exhaust smoke in my mind I step back and watch the impression my body creates In this space my body Flaens itself gravity is not universal and no one experiences its pull the same.

on earth I pray:

Dear Martha and Sylvia I look for you in the sidewalk cracks, and in the sky when I’m under threat. On a good day I can see a part of you in me. If you are watching please send a sign I long for the comfort of your arms, a mother’s embrace.

Last year Dejanay Stanton was murdered 10 blocks away from me. Vontashia Bell was murdered that same day. We didn’t know each other but their passing made me wonder. Where do all the trans women go?

We are worth more in death as a hashtag than when we are alive. Is there a number of times we must say her name before she can find peace? Is there a Backpage in the heaven I dream of?

Fragments of this death sequence, a dream Follow me as I leave the house I look behind me and see them visions of buerflies on the other side

27.7.19 — 1.9.19

Prairie

'ABSINTHE', Group Show Curated by PLAGUE at Smena, Kazan

'Pupila' by Elizabeth Burmann Littin at Two seven two gallery, Toronto

'Auxiliary Lights' by Kai Philip Trausenegger at Bildraum 07, Vienna

'Inferno' by Matthew Tully Dugan at Lomex, New York

'Зamok', Off-Site Group Project at dentistry Dr. Blumkin, Moscow

'Dog, No Leash', Group Show at Spazio Orr, Brescia

'Syllables in Heart' by Thomas Bremerstent at Salgshallen, Oslo

'Out-of-place artifact', Off-Site Project by Artem Briukhov in Birsk Fortress, Bi

'Gardening' by Daniel Drabek at Toni Areal, Zurich

'HALF TRUTHS', Group Show at Hackney Road, E2 8ET, London

'Unknown Unknowns' by Christian Roncea at West End, The Hague

'Thinking About Things That Are Thinking' by Nicolás Lamas at Meessen De Clercq,

‘Funny / Sad’, Group Show by Ian Bruner, Don Elektro & Halo, curated by Rhizome P

'Don’t Die', Group Show at No Gallery, New York

'Almost Begin' by Bronson Smillie at Afternoon Projects, Vancouver

'I'll Carry Your Heart's Gray Wing with a Trembling Hand to My Old Age', Group Sh

'hapy like a fly' by Clément Courgeon at Colette Mariana, Barcelona

'Fear of the Dark' by Jack Evans at Soup, London

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