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...

Am I theSerpentSlowly driftingBetween the legsOf unwittingFoolsVenom drippingDown my lipsNumbNever havingSunk these fangsInto anything butMy ownCheeksStop talkingParalyzedAm I theReptileWho mistookMy legs forImaginary wingsFigments ofMy mindWith no clue thatI am notBrokenJust forgetfulJust forgetfulForgetfulCannot forgetCannot lieTalented at ignoringMy own transparencyFingers splayedIn the wind...