“The flowers will die,” Charcoal & cigarette ash on paper/ Fire/ Vase with roses installation, 12” x 21”, 2023

“I talked to them like you told me to

Giving the baby’s breath mine…

but the roses don’t blush, as much as you made me, anymore

The drawing of you is fading

so I started smoking

Blurry vision Blurry vision Blurry vision

The high helps me not to cry

…not this time”