“The tip of my tongue caresses my upper lip, and I smile because I know the inside of my mouth is not bleeding yet. The night is off to a good start.
With a smile and my eyes closed, I slip into the crowd. Here, feeling things is much more important than seeing them. Everything seems familiar and utterly alien at the same time.
I can’t remember how I got here, but I don’t think it matters. For all I know, I could have fallen down a giant hole and ended up in the center of the Earth.
Things are different here; my body recognizes the sensations.
It’s like I belong here.”
Glowrot art print illustrated and signed by the author
Size: 8 x 10 inches
Paper: Photo paper
“The tip of my tongue caresses my upper lip, and I smile because I know the inside of my mouth is not bleeding yet. The night is off to a good start.
With a smile and my eyes closed, I slip into the crowd. Here, feeling things is much more important than seeing them. Everything seems familiar and utterly alien at the same time.
I can’t remember how I got here, but I don’t think it matters. For all I know, I could have fallen down a giant hole and ended up in the center of the Earth.
Things are different here; my body recognizes the sensations.
It’s like I belong here.”
Glowrot art print illustrated and signed by the author
Size: 8 x 10 inches
Paper: Photo paper
