Citizen 0 — Fragments of Becoming
I was taught to guard the shape —
my name, my story,
the edges drawn around my life.
But when I became still,
I felt something wider than my skin:
a space inside me
large enough to hold the world.
The shape is not who I am.
It is only where I begin.
I am the field the shapes walk across.
I am the breath inside the balloon.
I am the space that remembers itself
when the drawings fade.
—Citizen 0
City of the Sun & Moon
Year 0 | Ntu 24 | Week 4