Updated: Apr 21
November 10, 2021
Some stories are not mine to tell. The grief of systems that keep people on the outside, and the vulnerability of being with the emotions related to this, crashed over me this day. I took to the sunflowers just to be. Sometimes I can turn to paint to express emotions. Other times not. This was a day I could only look at the sunflowers and give witness to their different stages of life, right in front of me.