The cupboards are opened the food flown across the roomand the tomatoes are squashedas I scream,I asked you to leave! A moanthe windows blown open I scream out It’s cold in hereyour letting the draft in! I let them in I felt guilty because maybe it was my fault.It wasn’t like I meant to hitContinue reading “I asked you to leave!”
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 