Graphite pencils & ink pen, 2012
“The roaring of the water covers my ears.…
Soothing, numbing, tempting, seductive.
It will embrace my body, make me light as a feather.
To suddenly not feel anything at all.
The cold water drops are calling on me, come closer to the edge.
I’m crawling, shivering, wanting, reaching.
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