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What happens when we believe in something that isn't there? What happens when we doubt our own history? We cling to the solidity of physical space. Our abstracted sense of being swells to its limits, presses against its boundary of skin, bumps up against the world. Washing Off the Raccoon Eyes explores the idea that we as humans are undefined, chaotic, that we come to know ourselves through the spaces we inhabit and the people we encounter.

"It was my right to fail. To swerve / out from the panopticon of medication / and embrace disorder. / To curve under the weight of / errant options, become a grave. / I'm a yellow mango, pitted. / After it was done I had nothing to say."
Washing Off the Raccoon Eyes

Margo LaPierre
2017
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