Death in Cocoon

On collective isolation

Andrea Juillerat-Olvera
Oct 15 · 2 min read
Abstract, textured image that includes a woman’s profile and bone-like structures in a muted palette of black, gray and blue.
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Here on the precipice of hope my feet want to take flight — seeking respite from a bitter wind, a sullied light. Thoughts take shelter in the lee of cold stone.

Outlandish pirate slops drift in the sky of my dream, a fine and motley crew of ruffled doublets, dirty waistcoats, soiled breeches and cutlasses that live longer than the bodies they penetrate. Sunken ships of…