Vanity

"My double," he breathes in awe. He stares at the image. It is him, precisely. He kneels, staring hungrily. The double does not speak, but he smiles back, mimicking movements. He leans forward, progressively closer. It is the Siren song, he falls in drowning, and blue flowers appear. She stares at her double. The glass… Continue reading Vanity

Immortalizing Me

I was going to go to the last month of my life for the sculpture. Then I had a better idea. If I'm being sculpted by Michelangelo, there's clearly some time-travel going on. So, I time-travel to November 2012. What happened during this time, you may ask. I, along with countless others, took part in… Continue reading Immortalizing Me