"Berga's text works explode notions of originality and authenticity…. Formed by pages torn from poetry anthologies that have been partially erased and physically obscured to reveal new poems authored by the artist, and characterised by their brevity, brutal wit and underlying melancholy, Berga’s works are refrains, dreams, songs, secrets told to us of failed relations and broken arrangements…; they are mantras for the broken hearted or jaded among us."
FOR MY OTHER / I deserve you dead my other who would not leave her bed / Eyes with mouth's lies wide / White teeth worn away / I for an eye spoke my promise / I learned to serve / shadows from words / I learned that the world turned / on a lie / I swallow those down
One more i welcome letting down the stars one left by the edge fell burning in time / Before you left / I let you learn / I was I and her / one beyond the last gate / In my eyes / the sun died / I was / no lie.
