Mckenna Goade



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“We become-with each other or not at all”

“As I let go of what to me was the world”

“Slipping out of myself again”

“I (give) myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love”

“Suffering, like a stone...(around my neck, deep inside me)”

Death Rattle

That Which is Read by the Body

A Porous Assemblage

For Your Reclined Body


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Essays + Other Writing
“Slipping out of myself again”*, 2026

Food Waste Compost (Cardboard, Casava Starch Bioplastic, Compostable Bags, Flower Petals,  Former Algae-Bioplastic Experiments, Found Branches, Napkins, Pistachio Shells, ongoing), Compost Bio-Composite (Sifted Compost, Agar Agar Binder), Lasagna Stained Acrylic Tubes, Stainless Steel Tube, Cold Rolled Steel, Acetone Transfer. 

*Excerpt from Robert Smithson’s writings on the Spiral Jetty




“Slipping out of myself again”*, 2026

Food Waste Compost (Cardboard, Casava Starch Bioplastic, Compostable Bags, Flower Petals,  Former Algae-Bioplastic Experiments, Found Branches, Napkins, Pistachio Shells, ongoing), Compost Bio-Composite (Sifted Compost, Agar Agar Binder), Lasagna Stained Acrylic Tubes, Stainless Steel Tube, Cold Rolled Steel, Acetone Transfer. 

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Right now, I’m wondering ...if contact is only an interruption, why do I so desire it?                    how to prevent agar and compost mixture from molding?                    if I saw lined paper in the clouds.                    how can I be without border?                    can watching these systems run trigger a response in the viewer that reminds them of witnessing death?                    can we compost "being"?                    am I permeable?                    what will the multitudes of bacteria that metabolize landfills make of their ingredients?                    how to be with what leaks.                    how to sit with the chemical, the bodily, the archival, as the mingle blur and stack.