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Poem by Zadie McCracken //Photograph by Lais Azevedo

Poem by Zadie McCracken //Photograph by Lais Azevedo

Open me up, etch me out.


Can you see the love lines?

Cut into my ribs with your sickly sweet kiss

You uncaring trailblazer, you.

Light a match and watch the flame

Burn nothing, nothing, nothing.


Open me up, etch me out.

Do you feel hollow yet?

It’ll get you someday.


There are constellations and hexagons and cracks in the sun-baked earth.


I wish I was




I wish I was a machine.

Open me up, etch me out.

I am tired but will not sleep

I am desperate but will not speak.

You cut my throat out.

Zadie McCracken

Zadie Mccracken is a writer, performer and creative producer. Most of her work explores social life and cultural performativity. In addition to her practice, Zadie likes to-do lists, personality tests, glitter and television. You can find her all over the internet, but especially at her website and her Instagram, @zadiemccracken.


Lais Azevedo

Lais Azevedo is a 24 year old Brazilian, addicted to coffee, sunny days, and photography.
You can follow Lais on Instagram: @laazevedo, check out her Facebook and her Website!

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