brother VIII

CHAIN 1 : HomesickOriginal Poem: HomesickCHAIN 1 : Homesick
By Salli Shepherd (salshep)
Do not let them see you blink, Mother said, so I am careful to turn away when my eyes dry out. My grip on the brush is clumsy. Colours speck and dazzle, slop like foam on rocks;
the teacher dabs their brilliance from my flaking arms. Children whisper
behind starfish hands; they go to play in the bright, hot yard but I stay in, as Mother told me. Below the window theres a tank of golden fish that circle, circle, following their own reflections.
I dip my fi
I tis' Uzza!
Do you still remember me? xD
I haven't talked to you in ages. o_o
How are you?
I'm doing well.
unwrapped
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
Godzilla
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Anon needs to get over itself.
I must say that you have quite an inspiring gallery. Your artworks are superb^^ Surely i would love to see more from you in the near future. Thank you for your lovely deviations.
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玉
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Violator3 - Analog? Mmmh... it's better than digital.
Oh, and thanks for sharing
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