Lynsey's Dust Collections

Welcome to an archive of letters, wax candle hearts lit, poetry, prose, diary pages, hair snippets, swear jars, maybe a few fallen wing feathers for dreaming? Who knows what you'll discover when you open these... It could be a god's secret. It could be yourself, even.

Every month, an envelope will be sent to your mailbox with something I have created, unearthed, dared to share; anything that will fit (into the site's maximum 8-page limit, for instance).

I write, I collage, I create. I am an artist at best and at worst a dust collector doing something with what's left and I hope in everything you uncover as you peel back the paper sealer securing everything I have to give, it finds you like a breath back in.