Kaylee Savage-Wright and Lisa Nielsen

Kaylee Savage-Wright



Damaged Goods- Lisa Nielsen


He insinuates himself into my breath,

ravaging my desire for freedom

Just to maintain takes every ounce of


is our newest game but only I seem to be playing

The longer I stay with him,

the more I forget what I know

The talisman of hope

I wear around my neck

is now a jaded sacrifice, a

pretty testimony to the power of illusion

or delusion, all I know is that I am here for the long haul.

There’s guilt by retaliation

[although he prefers redemption by guilt]

where digs are thrown

like darts

His heart holds rounds and rounds of arsenal, it’s

that cold dark place where nothing is better than being right and hitting your target,

and I am buffered in, the world outside

taped to my wall like a postcard from a faraway place

that I’ll never visit.




  1. Posted March 2, 2014 at 6:50 pm | #

    Oh wow! The image and the poem are both so densely layered!! Awesome!

  2. Posted March 3, 2014 at 7:05 am | #

    I love how the painting takes time to unravel.

  3. Posted March 3, 2014 at 7:04 pm | #

    Wow! Both the image and the poem reflect such struggle with freedom and victimization. I was very moved by both.

  4. Posted March 4, 2014 at 5:12 pm | #

    This is so beautifully wistful. I love it.