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{by Nezarina Zeeko, a student who inspires me}
Embalmed in a life I never asked for
I roll once again in my cyanide happiness coffin
Only to live a programmed reality
That was the mistake of a sporadic night
Escaping the desensitized facts
I cross my legs in the position of the Hindu
Close my eyes
and somewhere in the back cabins of my clustered memory
I see a kite that once whirled beyond its four confines
Crippled by time and sharp rays of the sunlight
I see now nothing flying in my air
Except for the dark enormous tree leaves that I once drew
Exist takes place
And somehow im left with one hand tied
behind the reigning disorder
of religious silent bells
my new exhibition {eclectica} opens at Robert V. Fullerton Art Museum. reception is on Jan. 31 from 5 to 7.
update on Flickr.
website design for Alison P. Ragguette.
latest Student Work and Course Syllabi: RESOURCES.
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