Something important
She was crossing the street in a hurry. The cars had stopped, but the bikes kept on coming.
She dropped me the moment she twisted me. The traffic light turned green. Gas pedals were floored.
I preferred not being picked up. I stayed there on the crosswalk, but she ran across the street so she wouldn’t be run over.
She dropped me the moment she twisted me. The traffic light turned green. Gas pedals were floored.
I preferred not being picked up. I stayed there on the crosswalk, but she ran across the street so she wouldn’t be run over.
Something important, Mixed media, 12 x 15 x 12 cm, 2016
