There have been many thoughts of escape running through my mind of late. A natural reaction to the primal fear this disease is causing, I think. I have always been an escapist, a dreamer, prone to flights of fancy. This image is one of my dreams, soaring across turbulent seas, racing the wind!
Monthly Archives: May 2020
Home, a place I used to run away from. (Doe, a deer, a female deer…) It felt like Prison to my adolescent heart that yearned for escape. From all the anger and bitterness, all the dislike we harbored for each other. And run I did, but still tethered to the safety net of a MotherContinueContinue reading
Out of the Gutter Art 
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