• shadow/destruction


    I was a girl who walked for hours. I was a girl who explored the winding cobble-stoned streets of unfamiliar towns, listening to the musical lilt of an unknown language. I drank in the vast emptiness of winter beaches, washing…

  • light/creation


    I've never known a life without shame. It taints my earliest memories, fills me up and pours out of me; colours every thought, every reaction.

art of trauma