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“I vanish before he turns around. I want to leave him with a mystery. I smile to myself, imagining him picking up the purple bloodbloom I left on his counter. A speck of beauty in my wake. I hope he slides it behind his ear. He’s not shy to be beautiful, too.”
— From “What do I bring to the village?” — Essay 113, p. 220.
Original artwork by Cha Wilde
Acrylic paint on canvas board
11”x14”
“I vanish before he turns around. I want to leave him with a mystery. I smile to myself, imagining him picking up the purple bloodbloom I left on his counter. A speck of beauty in my wake. I hope he slides it behind his ear. He’s not shy to be beautiful, too.”
— From “What do I bring to the village?” — Essay 113, p. 220.
Original artwork by Cha Wilde
Acrylic paint on canvas board
11”x14”