Tapestry of Love

When I love someone, I need to express it in a creative form. What started as a tapestry of love became a journey into Hinduism, a gift for our family and a creative experience like no other. I based the tapestry on a drawing I found online. I had sewn big projects…

el mar

colbalt arcs tourmaline foam waves encroach, froth collides jagged shore. current swells inner sea feelings ebb. 5.2.03 © Eliza Alys Young [Featured Image]

excavation

the coffin of my heart began to rot; the lid is shut the walls are wood the worms are eating through i feel the dirt tickling the scratchy pain burns my skin someone, is shoveling i see the bright blue sky the gateway of my pain was rusted shut; cemetery of my…

dragon slayer

you do not know how long i wait a mottled journey led me here through brambled thickets and boggy swamps with tests of love, of pain, of fear so young was i when i began this trek this knowing you would come to me through all the shit i cleaned the muck…

timing

the tell-toll patience it’s deafening silence sends prickly heat through the shaft of my spine; those nights of confusion and indigo questions throb through my skull at inopportune times. i want the consumption the raw devastation that patience and virtue must leave behind; so travel me further past bottle-green grottoes and quench…