There is a building inside a buildingin one building there is youin another building there is me the measure of seconds that leads to a lifeis determined by the tadpoles that swim and maybe if they’re tiredor they arrive latewhatever the case there are infinite buildings inside buildingsin which there is only one of youandContinue reading “A building inside a building.”
I’m prone to bouts of anger, short tempered, the overly sensitive type. Writing is a way to make sense of it all. While art is a way in which I can escape the thoughts that haunt me shutting off conscious thought and allowing my hands to guide me.
Temperamentally Tina 