A woman. A well carved sculpture Embodying love, War And growth.
Today, I read old letters I once wrote to past lovers… It’s the words I wrote that truly spoke to me. My love has always been silent but bold. Silent Roar is what I call her. I let my heart bleed on those pages in fear of my love being to large to digest. IContinue reading “Day 11: Love Letter”
A visual representation of protecting your peace & No, she does not drink 8 glasses of water a day.
Just occasional sips from her wine bottle.
As you feed it apologies which are not meant to be said and lust to men who are not worthy; men who do not require refuge but seek it for the sake of curiosity; seeking asylum in sacred parts of your body.
My art doesn’t derive from human interaction, but rather the hollows they leave behind…
words deployed during the hardest of times, when butterflies and tongue ties wouldn’t allow me to let you know how I feel… they don’t even bother to last long enough to form a sentence.
“I hate you” But what I really mean is ”you’re hurting me”
I love myself enough for it to over shadow the love I initially thought I needed from others. K.M
I’m topless,standing by my window, Overlooking the lake. Realizing that life is about everything… Everything but life. K.M
I came across this piece just now and I was completely unaware that I wrote it, until I was half way through. In those seconds, it dawned on me how unbelievablely easy it was for me to write about topics I had absolutely no idea of. Now, that I’m learning to be aware ofContinue reading “Throwback “