By: Angellina Chang
In a quiet junkyard, I explored the physicality of what’s been left behind. Through a series of original poems and photographs, this piece captures the weight and presence of objects that once held purpose. Each image tells a story—of use, of wear, of human touch—and invites us to reflect on the tension between abandonment and endurance.
Under Pressure
Crushed and compressed,
layered in silence,
once proud,
now lost beneath time’s weight.
Echoes of what was,
pressed into steel,
still holding on.
Stuck in Time
What was once meant to be shared,
is now buried in the forgotten.
Frozen in time,
a life left behind,
a simple joy untouched,
while the car waits
for the world to move again.
Unturned
It once turned,
letting in the world,
a simple motion,
a breath of air—
now it rests,
waiting for a hand
that may never come.
Forgotten Steps
A single shoe,
lost in the mud.
Around it,
broken cars whisper
of lives once lived—
now just silence.
Misplaced
I’m not meant to be here,
broken and alone,
sitting atop what was once
something necessary.
Now, I’m just a reminder
that even the things meant to move
can end up still.