“after eight years, you are far from the person you are now: nineteen and living life as if it’s going to run away from her. nineteen and sometimes unable to separate matters of the mind and the heart. nineteen and unable to fathom loss (of a person, of a possibility, of a puzzle piece), whether it was inevitable or not. nineteen and feeding off of some happiness that will probably last as long as it took to build it.”
art for a poem of my dear friend, Dom Cadiz: http://prinsomnia.tumblr.com/post/183609413339/my-lovely-friend-blacksunbirds-made-some-poetic
This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks. Each art print is listed by sheet size and features a minimum one-inch border.