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The smallest things are usually the biggest. I love that image: “ever unfolding…compact.” The title is awesome. So clever. And I love how you said “compact: mirrored” to specify compact as a noun (a small folded makeup mirror) and bring that metaphor of unfolding full circle. A prophetic compact, too, is such a rich image, a small mirror ceaselessly growing, duplicating, reflecting the reality of what we learn in the final line to be death. Yet the image depicts fetal creatures inside oyster shells. So is this a critique on something very specific, the deaths fetuses? That they’re in oyster shells implies they’re going to be eaten and quite possibly by rich people…are we seeing a perspective of fetal sacrifice to an elite? Is the haiku bringing to light this reality while commentating on how such small deaths grow into massive calamities? I don’t know. However I love thinking about it all. Wherever did you find this art piece? It’s so strange yet very powerful. I can see why it inspired you. Absolutely smashing work!

That's some creepy pic.