Aug 2018
I have a galaxy hidden beneath my ribcadge
and a hurricane for a heart.
With dreams glittering like stardust.
And that’s what sets me apart.
and a hurricane for a heart.
With dreams glittering like stardust.
And that’s what sets me apart.
We are all made of stars and storms,
That, my dear, is how art is formed.
That, my dear, is how art is formed.
