I need to pull out my brain and look at it in my hands. I need to feel it tense up and release at the birth of new thoughts and the death of old ones.

I need to be dissected. I need to be injured to have a case. But how can you show the burns on my brain, how can you show the lashes on my heart. I need to be dissected so I have a case, so they can see the proof.

I need my anger to blanket the ground. I want every living thing to be swamped…






Indie Courtney

22, they/ them. Born in Sacramento, CA. Filmmaker, photographer, musician and writer. Currently resides in Sacramento and studies at Mills College.

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