Keep Art Alive :: Art by Sarah Joncas “I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere, when the water filled every hole. And thousands upon thousands made an ocean, making islands where no island should go.” Closer by me Plaster casts and pharmaceutical walls the numb settles itself in while the water rises filling my lungs with rusted debris I open the window and try not to breathe you in The ceramic cracks and leaves a mark splitting my paling skin coffee seeping into me mixing with my bloodstream And I can taste you then on the tip of every word … Continue reading The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row :: SOTD