ICARUS! • • • Mei Matute

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Content Warning: Death Imagery

Drag me through the flower beds, pierce my skin with thorns. My blood trickles in rainbows, forget gardeners of before.

Grip my adolescence and tear me through your walls. I cannot catch my breath in the happenings of it all.

You feed me broken, cut my loose, excavate my corpse.

Breathe life back in, offer a rose, and end it with “of course”.

Medium Statement: Chinese ink sticks & watercolors on watercolor paper