She liked painting live…a poem
she started doing graffiti at night
sneaking around
not getting caught
then moved to street murals
and stencils
but her love
turned out to be
body art
and she was good at it
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Why is it, that in all the old cemeteries, especially in Europe, it’s always statues of women mourning? Seriously, men do not seem to care, or mourn. The only time they are seen is if it’s a statue of themselves…no angels, weeping men, thrown across tombs…nothing. I guess that’s just one more job women are expected to do…lay on graves.
Rethinking Life 
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on March 20, 2022