Jay Stones / BLOOM
My Lover Girl.
open to everything, yet attached to nothing
life begins a flower ends and begins again. chapters in a book as letters match individual people. art is what everyone makes whether it’s deformed or organized it’s still beautiful. life is, so we are. joined as one of many but so close to nothing. a grain of sand from the sky, a pebble from an airplane, and dust through the universe. Goodmorning all.
I am no longer a color.
I am me.