Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Tag: Artist
Scapegoat’s Paradox
Holding it in, close, became a strength An essence, a nugget, bloom’s heart Shaped by chinks, cracks, and splits Of a shell you wished was a softer hue. Relinquished, expelled, produced a body The lucid form of your careful ambiguity From a cold… Continue Reading “Scapegoat’s Paradox”
Dorothy as Pharmakos
You find yourself out of the binaries, out of the black and white, where the plains no longer exist. You find yourself in color. This comes after years of crafting your skill, to escape the gravity of black and white. You find that little… Continue Reading “Dorothy as Pharmakos”
Already In Place
I start to rub my hands together Creating heat and my fingers Wiggle into life as they Grasp tools already in place. For there is no beginning To my bones…. They stretch on through time An endless inner structure To all my creativity Standing… Continue Reading “Already In Place”
The Art Of…
It Gnaws at me, a curse Keeps me from sleep A tumbling within my gut It Is the essence of creativity The core of any talent Emanating from my heat It Must be vanquished Rid of, as if a sickness Cured by a coolness… Continue Reading “The Art Of…”
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