Parts. (Mantra for Acceptance)

I’m me. A contraption limited by the sum of its own parts.

A machine, not a total institution, translating life across various arrangements.

Turning dimensions and lived experiences into assets.

Gathering sponsors in an open-ended direction in hopes to make sense of it all.

I’m me.

Broken and together.

Separate and apart.

Wasted and sober.

Silent but sound.

I’m me. A contraption limited by the sum of its own parts.