Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Dust / The seen confounds the whole
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Model of the boundary between acceptable and undesirable difference
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
I am learning to imagine my value, while gaps still remain
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Imperfection as wholeness, gaps as perfect
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
A set of the same things are never the same (sameness doesn't exist?)
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Where do I end, where does everything else begin?
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
My body lies / While too often I let the world make me.
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
So much of everything remains invisible
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
The present and the visible are distinct
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
I exist between
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
I learned to keep the best parts of myself a secret
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
The safest version of myself was also the least robust
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Like the insect
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
When the seemingly impartial becomes formative
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Tomorrows
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
To live in the space of curelessness (a thin, unique form)
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
The world the world produces all at once transforms, authors, informs.
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Where does nothing begin?
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
In the right spot, at the right moment, a single breath can become an earthquake. | Sometimes, a single breath becomes an earthquake.
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
We all live in a momentary home.
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
How many is one?
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
The diminished remains | Perspective generates deficiency
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
I was told to become something smaller until I believed myself small.
2017
Sarah Pfohl Wounds as power
Small gestures last
2017