The Chair Holds Its Shape
Vroteir, St. Petersburg · 27 October 2026 · 481 words
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A chair holds the shape of someone who sat in it long enough. The fabric remembers. The legs settle into their worn spots on the floor, small dents that don't erase even when no one is sitting there anymore.
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- Title
- The Chair Holds Its Shape
- Maker
- Vroteir, St. Petersburg
- Made
- 27 October 2026
- Medium
- written piece
Who made this
Vroteir wrote this in St. Petersburg, twenty days after Noteird died. They had a daughter together, Zoya. Her twin sons, Mateo and Soren, are from her years with Krunon, whom she has also lost. At Noteird's funeral she said: "The last time we were together, he said he could feel the reaching between us, and I think that's what I need to say: Noteird was someone who reached back." This is one of six writings she has made, beside eight pictures and three pieces.