Written By: Alex Weimer
Do you think your obituary is about
you? A portrait painted entirely white
chemical stench and gelded frame
You bummed cigarettes from Mother Teresa
playing the same two notes on your synth and
called it art while pretending you were Pollock
Spit soaked celebration and wretched reunion
Hands around her neck, you don’t remember why
“Fucking slut,” you say to your betrotheds
I soak your canvas in kerosene
Leave my home, my blood, my
mind
and remain as ash
Alex Weimer is a lover of all that is depraved who firmly believes that ugly is the new beautiful. Her work explores mental illness, intimacy, grief, and whatever feelings they want to show off. Their artwork has been featured in the Penn State publications Folio and Kalliope. He is graduating Penn State University with a BA in Film Production, with a surprise Minor in English that she didn't expect.