Mosh_Pit

For the friends who threw

their bodies into sound.

For the ones who like it turned up loud.

Concert Memories

So, I scan what I got. Remix the pieces.

Smash them them into digital collages.

It happened naturally as a result of archiving.

It’s evidence.

It’s fragments of sounds that shaped me.

This system is a quiet protest.

Against platforms that extract.

Against timelines that erase.

Against corporations that

manufacture dreams and

sell them back to us.