Keep Art Alive :: “Intrepid Drift” :: Art by Kris Lewis
I thought you looked so naked and different, vulnerable and ugly and beautiful.
“If you were a mermaid,” you said, “if you were a mermaid, I was the sea.”
What did it mean for us? Because everything I did, everything that happened to me, that was what I asked myself – what does that mean for us.
It meant I was farther away from you, different. It meant that if we let ourselves, we could get closer than we had ever been. Disappear into each other. You’d bleed an I wouldn’t, then we both would.
~ an excerpt from Wasteland by Francesca Lia Block, one of my writing inspirations, hero and mentor
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