432: like a desert

trace the ridges in your pocket worry stone long held runs a mirror at life like the rub of cold cream across the desert of your painted features the skin a geography of stories like so many others yet alone just yours life puts you under pressure tears plink...

431: group chat

dumbass butthead asshole they throw barbs in front of their mother! no shrinking violet I don’t mind the crass yet how do I teach them to build each other up even when they disagree disparity is an opportunity we better ourselves with each chance we have to see...

429: archived

the most profound realities of life are so easily victims of trivialization some answers are too deep too close to our innermost being to be wrapped in human words when I see color I have to paint what is most obvious most close needs no explanation yet we humans...