I Paint, They Teach
Hare 3/26 An apparition of innocence. Your direct approach silent, but for rustling grasses, shocks me with happiness. I suppose...
Hare 3/26 An apparition of innocence. Your direct approach silent, but for rustling grasses, shocks me with happiness. I suppose...
This is your first night. It’s not like lying dry in the package, is it. I’m sitting with you, the...
Your seeds are in my hands. Cosmos, with gratitude for all you are in the world, and in my little...
Making it on my own. They taught me that’s what growing up would be. They told me the dependency of...