The magnolia flowers were there. The magnolia flowers were rare. White as white gold, white as milk, white as silk of a bride’s dress, as the silence after a vow, as a sheet stained withContinue reading
Month: March 2019
An artist’s job
Darling, you did everything wrong But, please, do it once more. I can accept it all but one thing … that life is a bore. More creative workout here: https://www.instagram.com/gabrielesque_