This is a series of illustrative bookart I created to pair with a recent piece of prose I wrote during my time in isolation. “Sinking beneath the surface of the nightThe sky and the ocean meld and split apart again,Indecisive lovers,Soft skin stretches across jutting bones,You pull your fingers through your hair and stretch upward, The long arching shape of your back,Casts shadows onto the bedr...

I think it best to just watch you from afar.To observe in adoration and contemplationof all we could’ve been.I’ll admit that I do miss you some days,the warmth of summers past penetrates my mind, even during seasons of cold. Memories of you come in bits and pieces, they cut into my heart and rip it apart. Oh the memories are so terribly luminous in my mind. Yes, that one night where you and I s...

There is no timeI am displacedNo explanationOnly disgraceThere's no solutionI'm cut in twoAlmost betrothedBut not to youFulfilment goneNo grand planSacrificial cutsA tasty young lamb

You pinned me against a window full of wedding dresses; Hauntingly delicate like sheer curtains with the weight of marble and impossible to reverse decisions.My head and my heart broke out in a race but did not communicate about the direction-I run as fast as I can toward the one I know I can catch.Fingers turning white from pressure at the knuckles, begging them to not skip ahead, to the part ...