political sonnets
languishing at the bottom
a pile data trash
© Rachel Green March 2026
Unloved
When does an artist become a hoarder?
Everything I have might come in useful some time;
an assemblage, a sculpture;
perhaps just the subject
of still life with vacuums
or self portrait with unworn hats.
One day it will all have to go.
But not today.
I might need it.
© Rachel Green March 2026
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