Multiples feels like entering a moving mind. The poems shift between thought and emotion, clarity and doubt, written close to the moments that shaped them. Each piece stands on its own, asking nothing from the reader except attention. There's no right way to read it - whatever resonates is enough.
Multiples feels like entering a moving mind. The poems shift between thought and emotion, clarity and doubt, written close to the moments that shaped them. Each piece stands on its own, asking nothing from the reader except attention. There's no right way to read it - whatever resonates is enough.