Juice (Image 1) 2021, model, white fabric, fabric tape, needle and thread
Juice (Image 2) 2021, model, white fabric, fabric tape, needle and thread
The room warps around me, walls whirling violently. I falter, bottle slipping through my fingers, crashing onto my foot. I lean my face into my knees, the throb radiating through my body. The searing sting of sticky liquid soaking my wounds. Peering between my legs I see the swirling mess of blood, pooling around my toes. Glass shards ingrained in tender skin. Lurching to the side, I dry heave only to retch up bile, a puddle on the hardwood floor. In the center of the room I spot a half drunk bottle warmed by the sun. I steady myself on my hand, ignoring the twinge in my palm, shards piercing my flesh. Slowly, I drag myself across the glass ridden floor, inching closer. A blur of colors before my eyes, black crowding the edges. Hand outstretched but unable to grasp that bottle basking in the sunlight. canvas, acrylic, glass bottles, poem
Juice (Image 1) 2021, model, white fabric, fabric tape, needle and thread
Juice (Image 2) 2021, model, white fabric, fabric tape, needle and thread
The room warps around me, walls whirling violently. I falter, bottle slipping through my fingers, crashing onto my foot. I lean my face into my knees, the throb radiating through my body. The searing sting of sticky liquid soaking my wounds. Peering between my legs I see the swirling mess of blood, pooling around my toes. Glass shards ingrained in tender skin. Lurching to the side, I dry heave only to retch up bile, a puddle on the hardwood floor. In the center of the room I spot a half drunk bottle warmed by the sun. I steady myself on my hand, ignoring the twinge in my palm, shards piercing my flesh. Slowly, I drag myself across the glass ridden floor, inching closer. A blur of colors before my eyes, black crowding the edges. Hand outstretched but unable to grasp that bottle basking in the sunlight. canvas, acrylic, glass bottles, poem
