@Julsijuls 27 May 2021 more from that month

[ a poem by Julsijuls ] I'd like to hold a brush to stroke on sheets color them, create a world I wish my hands could paint touch a canvas, bring it to life. I wish I could paint that I could hold art cup them in my hands and be gentle, be tender. but my hands break they destroy they only know black and white they can't create they despise the idea of creation of new and beauty or maybe just the thought of art that these callous hands hate. —you can't even draw. Image from https://pin.it/wHWGcB6 #ProseAndPoetry