Where Wounds Once Lived

Mixed Media on Paper, 15" x 11", 2025

"Time stitched feathers

into my scars -

wings of minutes,

hollow hours.

I flew through broken mirrors, 

past moons that whispered you survived. 

Each flight rewrote my name

in constellations.

Now I carry galaxies

where wounds once lived.

The past ticks quietly,

but I move forward

in time's soft skin."