digital art

My Inner Critic is a Pain in the Neck

~ susans130

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She gets my attention by pinching my neck.
“See, you are hurting yourself, and for what, no one cares. Why draw and paint faces or dogs and cats with funny ears and imperfect eyes? Why write these words and post to a blog that no one sees? Why do you do it? ”
I look at my funny cat drawing, and I tell her.
“Because it makes me happy.”

Copyright 2018 Susan Stone

Haircut and a new EPA

~ susans130

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cute fun fringes
frame my face
as clippings fall to
tickle my neck

but he trims with a machete,
blindfolded,
as dolphins die and
animals scurry from

burning trees
with no place to go.

fringed locks wilt in 100 degrees
and damp clumps stick
to my face

floating fine particulates

drop from the haze to

burn my throat and fill my lungs.

 

copyright Susan Stone 2018

Nothing To Say

~ susans130

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I stare at a white
piece
of paper,

not a word,
not a thought,

not a day goes by that
I don’t think about
what I would  say,

but today,

not a word,
not a thought.

copyright Susan Stone 2018

Free Sample

~ susans130

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after I accept your tiny
packet of potion,
you’ll pull me in your
den of dabs
with sights set
on slathering
away
my well-earned
wrinkles —in exchange
for my hard-earned
dollars.

copyright Susan Stone 2018