Spring
Inspired by “Spring” untitled. By brenda ovando i cannot control the winds upon my skin wiping the hot tears away smearing the muddy trails down...down an unknown place full and fertile, and faraway the water rises and overflows and it breaks me to almost understand it inside and yet, I cannot find her this space breaks me please take me into the place which wakes me
the blooming overcomes this bittersweetness of hope
