my heart flourishes when you’re around me it opens up the second you speak, then grows flowers over my body and through my body my mind examines everything I touch, everything I feel and everything I see becomes another file in my brain my voice is hidden, but when you’re here I can never stop talking your eyes those big brown eyes is most telling it … Continue reading Are You Real?
The Napkin. The one who wipes your tears away, or a tissue, whichever. The napkin was the first thing I saw. I pressed it onto my eyes and didn’t realize I made art right there. Don’t ask me why I just pressed it onto my face, I just did. If you know me, I usually have napkins on the front doors, in its little … Continue reading The Napkin