Oct 2, 2024
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Impromptu Studio Session
Mod Sonya here, I'm home sick from work but not so fatigued that I can't sketch. I'll be continuing from the last session for approximately two hours unless this cold gets the best of me. So join me if you like. 8:30 pm PT / 11:30 pm ET / 6:30 am GMT
I'm tagging a few people as a heads up. I hope you don't mind. @jdragon122 @dragonpressgraphics @sevindeadlysins
@babypieandwhiskey @flutterby-cupcake-26 @bold-sartorial-statement @trisscar368 @rosemoonweaver @tellthenight @pimentogirl @alxdiamond @winchester-reload @supernatastic101art
These days I live in between the lime greens and cardboard boxes of a house insulated with grief
Some days as the warm desert wind blows you hear it howling through Bluetooth converters or echoing a Mothers wailing as tears overflow from text boxes in chat messengers
early mornings it is a pitter patter trotting along linoleum Moving from consolation to consolation
Sun spotted hands clenching their chest and massaging knee caps make my heart ache
Midday while making lunch it simply is sometimes The Sound of Silence
Pops of grease Scritches of green scouring pad along kitchen walls Deep sighs frequently To release a little pressure of the pressing pain
The calendar there is still in April 2015 as are the hearts of those surrounding me
A lover lies their tired body next to mine among green and brown and closes their eyes Over the hum of a cobweb strewn fan I hear the soft song of their soul
An aching glow warms my wintry fingertips resting on their chest Resilience rugged like terra cotta sandpaper Yet smooth like melting sunlight over mountain lines
We float among the nopal colored waves and teach one another gentleness Whispering in words from languages no others know
This is not a home but this home lives within me
“Anyone who gets you is one lucky man”
Solitude
Why now? Why do you do this to me? Thought you were all I wanted, needed. Then you left. I feel for you. Everyone makes mistakes, including you. Could have been forever, now, I have no hope, not for us, not ever. Loved you for so long, thought forever. But now I’m so confused, believe I’m happy. Where am I now? Will I ever know? What would make me happy? Thought it would be her, then you, now him. Before, would have killed to be with you and her. Now unsure if I want you, or her for that matter. She was perfection, you were so great, but he’s me. We are simpatico, but everyone ends up leaving me. And I feel so abandoned. Maybe I should be alone. Forever in solitude.
- C.D. Gray ©
I'm in agonizing pain
gigihadid: Loved getting to open your beautiful and empowering show this week @prabalgurung! Your friendship and support mean the world, THANK YOU 💕💕