Songbird
In her gaze, time stands motionless. In her eyes, I see the eyes of someone long ago.
The creative muse is frantic when I sleep.
She thinks I am giving away her secrets,
In songs, in sighs, in painted smiles.
But I know these are my dreams waiting for me under my pillow. They lap hypnotically at the shores of my heart. We will never stop trying to make something beautiful.
I have been hired to work on my first graphic novel, “Portraits of Esperanza”, dealing with the US immigration crisis. https://unitedwestay.org/artivism/portraits-of-esperanza/
I hope to see you on Saturday, August 13 at my studio, 10am - 5 pm!
~ Amy
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