Violet January 23, 2018

Violet in room

Full of big, bright, loud, bloomers

Shrinks into her shell.

Art Prescription: I have so many wonderful friends, and love spending time with them. But put me in a noisy restaurant with loud music, and suddenly I feel like a turtle wanting to withdraw into its shell. I sit looking around the table at my friends squirming in my seat, the loudness erasing all chances of real conversation. I cannot wait to get outside. To listen to the grass grow. Leaves me wondering why I’m so different?

Index card with colored pencil and ink, my chop that says “hope”

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