by pbsartist | Nov 5, 2025 | OPENstudio
I am not sure what to believe history has tumbled together all the bits of living alongside the early dreams to bring me to this place of reckoning is there still a my time or is this the way it is until the dreamer takes a new breath after the soil filled shovel has...
by pbsartist | Nov 3, 2025 | OPENstudio
keeping open the slot in the wall the wind cuts a sharp knife on reality right through the crest of my shallowed hands under the skin of my shell these bones ache for something more real they say this is it this world the truth we are living in this level of depth the...
by pbsartist | Nov 1, 2025 | OPENstudio
it has been said that the world outside lives inside as well our cells reflect the universe this could explain the anxiety of my system as the world seems to burn
by Brenda Tassava | Oct 30, 2025 | OPENstudio
it is tight and almost fearful but that’s an emotion of the past so what then put off by his thought comprehension a perspective that takes nothing into account that’s real or that has proven out though there steps in comparison she says after five years...
by pbsartist | Oct 28, 2025 | OPENstudio
the air began to do more than offer itself to the daylight the trickle down my back told me it was time to step away I’d chosen this task and I intended to finish what I’d started funny how a great idea becomes a labor and only after time can show itself...
by pbsartist | Oct 26, 2025 | OPENstudio
a day dreaming the world then again asking to be seen an invitation to grasp life with both hands I place a call written in my hand across a pale indigo page to not disappoint myself the touch of cerulean sky that version ...
