Memento Mori
Remember you will die.
Remember you will die.
A place to sit in solitude on the back side of a big building.
Star spangled sidewalk wishes.
The high life dawns on you alone in a barebones apartment cell.
The future at the intersection of infrastructure and accessibility.
Our car is NOT abandoned; it’s growing plants and flowers DUH
Rotten exposure in spring.
Easter weekend auspicious drawing.
Pink bloom blushes above the beneath of Pisces season looking out the dirty window of a boat.
Pastels and shredded remains.
Brave, bare little trees by the river in winter.
Pretty and pale and lined with putrid spring green.