by pbsartist | Sep 15, 2024 | OPENstudio
A beautiful word alone even in definition ugly as well when it shows up in sense a verb then piercing stabbing wrenching life from little life soul crying out the heart tearing open while the mind searches about frantically looking ‘what?! what?!’ not the...
by pbsartist | Sep 13, 2024 | OPENstudio
you must find your footing before you put your weight on it this part of you committed to action
by pbsartist | Sep 11, 2024 | OPENstudio
Grey is winter. January. It soaks into my skin, saturates my cells, sinks me into its weight like a hide, held on by wrinkles of fog and thick folds of melancholy. To assuage this elephantine appearance I determine to find another way. The fog, the grey, there in the...
by pbsartist | Sep 9, 2024 | OPENstudio
the model we choose to use to understand something determines whatever we find with this in mind I stand before the reflection intent on wiping the slate of my mind clean of the forms that have left a chalky residue use extra effort to turn away clinging dust from the...
by pbsartist | Sep 7, 2024 | OPENstudio
I will not be afraid of living the long days spread out like confetti at Time Square on New Year’s even at midnight scattered but intentioned I will not be taken by the dark days my soul must face for while lonely to the darkness the solitude no balm for...
