Solar
Its 3:00 am and I’m drowning again
You come to my room and perch on my back
Dragging me back to shore
Thank you
I can breathe better now
Its 3:00 am and I’m drowning again
You come to my room and perch on my back
Dragging me back to shore
Thank you
I can breathe better now
She sets time aside for herself The black mirror displaying that which she find arousing Moments that normally evade her come to mind Adding to the intensity of this experience A muffled constant buzz sounds out Its rhythmic pattern undoing the tension of everyday life replacing the tension with a warm fuzz From that grows…
I was but a speck of sand Temporarily gracing the earth with my presence But my time came As it does And I am now no more Know that during these last few years I enjoyed my life Some may have called me a hermit But those that did Do not know the relief that…
Prparing for my first artist alley
How Lorian Began I’ve always been fascinated by worldbuilding, but it’s only recently that I decided to really go for it. Lately, with everything going on, I’ve been feeling restless—like I should be doing something, anything, that actually matters. So, like any artist would, I turned to creating. That’s how Lorian came to me. Actually,…
On a silent night like this I anticipate the worst I have not known peace for long, so we are not well acquainted But it visits me from time to time Only to get snatched away as quickly as a floating leaf in a whirlwind Can you blame me for being anxious at my happiness,…
What I’ve been doing to get ready for my first ART fest!