If people can’t see past your novel cover then their intentions were to never read the whole book to begin with. Be happy they set you down to move to the magazine section.
Stephanie M. Brown

You may not be a Picasso or Mozart but you don’t have to be. Just create to create. Create to remind yourself you’re still alive. Make stuff to inspire others to make something too. Create to learn a bit more about yourself.
Frederick Terral


spring is here



DISGUISED

IN THE HALLS

ONE LESS INVITING

THE ONE WITH THE WEBS

AND THE RED BLOOD LINING

THE GREEN TAPESTRY

THE REMAINS OF BEINGS

I FEEL YOU LURK DEEP WITHIN ME

HEAR YOUR VOICE YOUR SCREAMS YOUR HEART BEAT AGAIN

WAKE UP MY LOVE

FOR THIS IS IT

COME TO YOU WITH NO SURPRISE

YOU REAP MY MIND AND SOUL

FOR ALL THIS UNACKNOWLEDGED

YOU CREPT INTO THIS HOLE

THE SUN CREEKS THROUGH

THE WINDOW PANE NOW

AND ALL I SEE

IS WHAT WAS MEANT TO BE

THE WALLS NOT DARK

BUT BOLD AND TRUE

HERE I LIE WITH YOU

HERE I DIE WITH YOU

THIS IS WHAT I DO


BACK TO ARIZONA

BACK TO ARIZONA





draw!

draw!