When we don't see enough of a particular art form, it is difficult for us to understand or appreciate it. This project aims to bring you features that you might not have seen otherwise from a variety of galleries around dA. For example, I tend to live and breathe photomanipulations and (to a lesser extent) digital art, and I really enjoyed taking a moment to browse the non-photomanipulation galleries for treasures. I found many, and I hope you will enjoy the features I have chosen.
These are the things I love:
They Call Her SeroquelToday the maniacal dressmaker was released inside.
She hemmed muscles and embroidered her name into veins.
Dulled needles punctured layers of codeine to reach torn nerves.
Her rhythmical backstitch knotted neon threads beneath scalp and cheek.
Like an amateur musician she plucked and twanged upon the strands
as mere reminder that the pain can always worsen.
Even so, I thought her very polite.
Syringe I watch the plunger sink under your thumb, pushing the substance through the syringe and into your vein. The needle has bitten into your I AM CELEBRITY tattoo. I remember watching when you got that tattoo. I remember you telling me it was for the part of you that wanted to compete and win; to be famous; to be a movie star; that wanted to be loved, that wanted to be everybodys hero; that wanted to be known, that wanted to suffer while every one watched and did nothing to save you; the part of you that craved drama, tragedy, and crisis. There are track marks all over that tattoo, and I remember watching when you got all of those, too.
With the needle still in your arm you look me in the eyes and say, I may get high like nobodys business, but honestly, I dont do drugs.
Maybe its the dragon I chased earlier lying to me instead of you. It must be those sharp teeth b
"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." -- Dr. Maya Angelou