I exist here

by Sam Chappell

“This poem is a fantasy-memory of summer in the woods, mushroom picking, swimming in lakes, living in crystal clear communion with the haze of the sun and the shade.”

Sam Chappell thinks a lot about what it means to exist, to be alive, and to take space in the world. They are in second year of BA Fine Art + History of Art, you can find some of their work on Instagram @liqidlightning