Petals

The summer has been my own art intensive. Hours lavishing in obscure, dark music with pianos and female voices. Cha-cha-cha the sound of my pen scratching paper. Art books under my desk at work. Yellow lamplight spilled across wood floors covered in sketches. Anguish over blank pages. The trash bin fills up with imaginary people... Continue Reading →

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