“Her ‘I’ was never read as universal and transparent. That, to me, points towards this great disgust with female-ness. As if a revelatory female self cannot be anything but compromised and murky." -Chris Kraus

A collection of found poems, teased out of text message threads and leaked past the iPhone passcode. Vinyl lettering, Providence RI and Philadelphia PA. 2015 and 2016.

Press by Madeline Forbes