What if there is no real rest in death? What if deathis one long day that never ends? The sun is up burning down upon you your eyes are bloodshot and stung after the eyelids were removedbecause those are for resting useless here in deaththe eternal light that never ends. The light goes on andContinue reading “Nothing is never happening”
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 