Tag Archives: Heartache

Nothing

In a lonely room in a little city, He was a magnet A regret A panicked scramble Like all magnets, he responded.   In a little room in big city, He was a thorn A reminder An unwelcome ghost   … Continue reading

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Letting Go

Sometimes drawing takes over and writing takes a backseat. I have finished the Greta and the Angels book and and felt pretty good about the drawings, but when the book came, I hated the typeface (Quinn didn’t care). I am … Continue reading

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