From the 2019 Collection "2222" Artwork by Ioan Stefan Botis https://www.instagram.com/botisstefan/
From the 2019 Collection "2222" From the 2019 Collection "2222" Artwork by Ioan Stefan Botis https://www.instagram.com/botisstefan/
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Therein are the spoils of sorrow, the fruit of hardship, where wind snaps and prevails. Death whispers a hollow secret and I still a shiver
The Rock made me to see each month as a day. The Rock implored that I be patie… with a patience so radical it slips into renunciation
It’s good here Decapitate me here This moment perfect astounding unknowing Faith in God not necessary
I saw him on the side of the road, on the side of the interstate exit… Maybe he was 18, definitely not 21… tired but not yet haggard. The moment I saw him
I remember being unmoved at more than one funeral at more than one memorial looking about impatiently impervious to the cries of the cry…
Whether you’re preaching to the ch… or your words fall on deaf ears, just know you won’t swing a single vote.
Ancient meadow preadolescence, burgeoning and righteous never-ending dimension first sighted past your fingertips… is stolen by ambition,
Oh, Death! Two beers and I’m on my back! Skipped the shower, skipped the toothbrush. Just a film of sweat,
Nine times out of ten, it’s a demon you’re seeing, not an angel. They have all kinds of disguises, I know-I know,
If presented with the choice would the dinosaurs have allowed the asteroid or meteor to hit?
The Eye of Providence harbors no grudge holds no thought of evil Knowing this you may boil in oil
Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.
Pretend like your hell is the new normal. Now the space is calm, and poignant, and telling.
Every time I leave my parents’ ho… I am filled with a sweet sorrow. It has taken me half a lifetime to… and now I love them so dearly, so… They nor I are getting younger
I saw a man and his crumb snatcher… sprawled on the porch of their hom… it was painted a bright ocher with… small, modest, humble, clean, givi… A joy, in short.