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Mail Art Zine
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All The Shit Piled in My Front Hall (including but not limited to: The New Yorker, Medical Bills, W Magazine, Tabloid Magazines, Bed Bath and Beyond Catalogues, Voter Registration Forms, Phone Bills, Health Insurance Pamphlets, etc)
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A zine about collecting language, Mail Art considers how both words and materials are deposited in space. The piece is constructed entirely from found materials sent to me by mail, and consists of a series of poems composed in the style of fridge magnet poetry. Though the poems often hint at the current moment, they are more about form than content, considering how thoughts and phrases can be recycled in the same way materials can.
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