This was a temporary art installation I made on a brick sidewalk in front of my school. There were several bricks missing, so I filled them with clay and wrote a segmented poem.
Because this space was empty I filled it Because I have filled it, I claim it as mine Because it is mine I have lived here as you have walked here and seen this. As the weight of your foot will wear upon my words, and your path become a ghost - soon every brick layed, every moment lived will be an empty space To be filled and forgotten but belong
