PUER PARASITUS
Copenhagen
2019, December
Copenhagen
2019, December
Fictive brand
Stylist
Stylist
Puer Parasitus is an artistic research by Sofi Winthe Foge established in Copenhagen, Denmark 2019. PUER PARASITUS investigates art through fashion and explores contemporary thematics related to parenthood, parasitical tendencies and the maternal bond
Logo by Eliott Déchamboux Florey
Night lick, pours light
milk cries, eyes leak
late ache, leaves stains
wet-white, big rash and has the guts to bite
Unleashed at noon our Thief firstborn
A little sucker or a blessed wound
Out of larval into navel,
Sweetest proof of pain rerouted
squats intestines, robs your organs,
eats your heart out, asks for more
No regrets to have had one in the oven,
You, nursing smoked envy cursed future
please send more contagious nobodies
handing over rage and rebirth
limbs lumps slip into something
claims it was an inside job
Ocean Mother leaks like milk froth sea foam
milf forms creams and cries for warm gulf currents
she goes hot pink swollen, here here, spills sap seeps sweat
good saliva laced with dirt, wraps the suckling in her sigh
pops an ice pack in her panties, Vicky’s secret, raising hell
in Angel’s socks
To chest-fed guests and other leeches she extends
her lukewarmest welcome
Not here to argue but here to rearrange
the cell the act the deep domestics
To her who carries one and many
under this dying sun,
tricks up sleeve and open mouth to thaw
Our host and heroine
To those who sync in womb:
those you incubate to overthrow
Our part-poser post-partum
licks a bruise and minds her own
To the rat the kidult the forever parasite
peephole siphons growth bouillon
Eternal appetite dyes the season
Rising but actually it’s about time
To real beginnings or wet escapes
Our chaperon puts a gloved finger
Against the day and to her lips
Swamp femmes gear up, you tongue-tied the knot with a traitor (good credentials and a little bit assertive). No need to feel deceived, many others did the same. Only fools won’t see them thrive but this rotten place was lost to those who bite off chew hard spit lies and beg for juices sucked from deep within. That being said, you cradle what consumes, you feed what spreads to overrule and yet this will be the tool with which you undermine. Long days ahead, said with a yawn, but the keys lie safe in slim inner pockets.
Their manifesto clearly states:
Worn-out for warmer seasons
Deadstock turncoats
Kidult cuts
Crew necks
Dirt gowns
Two tone
Skintight
Thigh high
Bloated midriff
Mutiny
Manifest by Annie Åkerman