Puddles of Humans: Aka when the ashes speak

In that of what we are living art transformed, for some of us, the most brutal and teeth cutting existence through the fluidity of colorless liquid of miracles, flowing out of our bodies, blood like water, to watch our souls pounding in cadence, oh’ how, we must sing the Lord’s song in a strange land” ~Krissy Mosley ( art for justice) Black &White


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