“Since I followed the breadcrumbs, I’ve given myself to the sweetness that bites back. To the sugar melting on my tongue, to the smoke coiling in my lungs. To her; her teeth, her voice, her love.
Out here, the world punishes me. The job. The lights. The lies. I can’t breathe. I don’t want to.
But she’s waiting for me inside that sugar paradise.
I’ll follow the powdered trail again.
I’ll prove I belong.
Even if I become the feast.”
Sugarlung art print illustrated and signed by the author
Size: 8 x 10 inches
Paper: Photo paper
“Since I followed the breadcrumbs, I’ve given myself to the sweetness that bites back. To the sugar melting on my tongue, to the smoke coiling in my lungs. To her; her teeth, her voice, her love.
Out here, the world punishes me. The job. The lights. The lies. I can’t breathe. I don’t want to.
But she’s waiting for me inside that sugar paradise.
I’ll follow the powdered trail again.
I’ll prove I belong.
Even if I become the feast.”
Sugarlung art print illustrated and signed by the author
Size: 8 x 10 inches
Paper: Photo paper
