Lonely picture Hanging in an abandoned gallery Caked in grime Layered there by time And tide Until all there is Is a blank black canvas In a tarnished frame Discarded portrait Without a name This Substack is reader-supported.
This feels like a shy little picture peeking out like, hello… I’m still here~
Quiet, dusty, unnamed — but definitely not invisible.
Love it, and its simplicity.
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Cool piece.
This feels like a shy little picture peeking out like, hello… I’m still here~
Quiet, dusty, unnamed — but definitely not invisible.
Love it, and its simplicity.
Your stuff is great! Always super digestible but avenues to search deeper 💪
Cool piece.