Time stamps.

Here's a little something I wrote. It's about diaries and memories and tragedies. Also, wine. There's also a few tv show references. It starts with this - "Happy stories are like glasses of wine. They don’t last forever unless you have a big bottle hidden somewhere".....

Poetry on her skin.

"1957, one autumn night, she asked me to write poetry on her skin. It was right after I'd kissed her waist and told her how her skin reminded me of paint - of blue seas, white birds, yellow autumn leaves, and red wine, every shade that made her human........."

When It Comes to Art.

When it comes to art, Layers of life are peeled out of you. Everything unimaginative and futile, is replaced with emotions. You become human, and then bear its curse. When it comes to art, you feel everything.
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