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Acrylic on Paper
10" x 17"
2020
unavailable for purchasepurchase PrintHovering above the night in a cosmic sorrow, robbed of burial. Has it been two days, two months, or two thousand years? The night the breath and body parted. A pale sheet replaced flesh and blood, a countenance robbed of form.
Time becomes a lurch, I’m waiting for someone — for whom I can’t recall.