She took three spinsand her brain blurred internally she turned as outside of her maintained its broken statureon the third spin her brain regained focus and took her over telling her a storyand she tried to regain herselfher focus on the external world laughing with each picture she had internalized no her brain wasn’t feedingContinue reading “Trapped within internalization.”
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 