Trapped in the Country

16 × 20 Pastel on Stretched Canvas

Lately, I’ve been holding onto things from the past. Places that used to feel like home are slowly becoming distant memories. I am buried alive under layers of wet sand. Someday, enough time will have passed, and I will either decompose or let go.

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