I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo,
and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words
to tell, to march, to fight,
to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
-R. Wright
Friday, January 23, 2009
Side note: Paper bags are my new canvas. For everything. They start off imperfect and that makes me comfortable, and ready.
2 comments:
love it.
i think you should do it. illegally. i will help.
ha deal!
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