I know the leaves don't usually turn this color until fall, but in Texas, some plants die of heat and look like this in the summer. So here's some art inspired by the oak tree in my backyard :)
I know the leaves don't usually turn this color until fall, but in Texas, some plants die of heat and look like this in the summer. So here's some art inspired by the oak tree in my backyard :)
i. March 10th, 2020. Spring break. I was eight.
“Mommy, what’s Covid?” I asked curiously.
“Oh, sweetie, that’s nothing to worry about.” She replied.
I was broken
When I met you
Yet you treated me
With compassion
Despite all my flaws,
Despite all my emptiness
You handed me a pen
And showed me a path to the light
You were always a good actor
But you don’t act like you used to
Don’t lie
I can see the pain in your eyes
Your silent cries,
Your pleas for help
And I know in their eyes
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