Pink-Red-Blue
Tall tales prove bitter pills to swallow.
All posts tagged: Art
They Too Shall Pass
All that we are, and all that we know– they too shall pass.
Lessons For My Child
For they who are not here. Yet.
Ten Feet of Earth
Do our bodies go into the ground, or does the ground go into us?
Big City
'Big' doesn't always promise better.
Ballad Of A Painting
Different strokes, make clear the smoke, that surrounds the art you see.
Her Highness, Sadness
For when she calls, ye will answer.Always.
A Comparative Analysis Of You And My Body
Thank you, phantom lover.
Running In Circles
I keep running, in circles you've drawn, always running– back to you
Amour
Into the arms of another, I cannot race, for you have me, amour.
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