Tilted Pedestal

I rose from stone in strokes of ash Marbled with memories, chipped Cold in the heat of my desires Puddle … More

Fallen

Dark Angel seeks her destiny Drowning her desires For all eternity Under the Sea

Yearning gnaws along My backbone Seeking the succulent sins buried in my marrow

I fluctuate between sunset and moonrise My heat radiates into oblivion of notice and time Silver streams of uncontrolled release … More

From the outside looking in You cannot see my soul Shaded with bloated veins of Unspeakable sins You cannot hear … More

Flooded with the fine grains of regret A terrain of tenured exhaustion Muted by porcelain pleasure, cracked I lack the … More

The rage courses through (Feel her burn) Her cool veins, molten (Hear her song) The air a smoky quartz (See … More

The best part of acrylic painting – you have unlimited opportunities. If you don’t like what you’ve done, recreate on … More