Loneliness fills me; I have known silence more closely than any friend.

If I am a monster, then what are you? If I am a Monster, then what Are you?

I’ve turned my back on humanity that first turned its back on me.

i begin my journey with the sea, whose rumblings hold a thousand secrets for me. 

Yet those tides took me to times and spaces in which my own outline may emerge.

with art, tumbling through the clicks and chirps, to scavenge and find and declare.

I am here. I am here. I am here. Are you going to turn your back now?