have been driving around
to see the dark, bare
blue mountains
with the orange sky behind
them
I’m also trying to cry
but the act is left alone
separate from any sense
of emotion or spirit
a melodramatic welling
of tears, residing
back into the subconscious
remaining untouched
think of the ocean
and the waves crashing
returning back home
Your work is always so beautiful. Publication-quality. Soft, tough, serious subjects, delivered with grace. Well done!
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wow, thank you so much
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Do you find an escape in long drives?
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currently yes..
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me too. . . I always found long drives therapeutic.
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