Artist

Artist

A Poem by Magzrae

Identifying as an artist sometimes feels like wearing glow in the dark paint, and I forget who I am while the lights are on. 
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Would you be willing to stick around while I navigate the lighting? 
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While I drip, melt, chip, apply more, take away some, stain skin, break out, solidify, melt again, stretch and smear, harden and scrape, squirm and squish, reveal and un-reveal...over and over again, always making a mess of the bathtub before the clean comes? 
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All while you do the same on your own timeline, in your own way? Can we do it together, alongside one another or nah?

© 2019 Magzrae


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make a beautiful mess and clean it up together?

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Magzrae
Magzrae

Asheville, NC



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A Poem by Magzrae