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100 Day Event — Day 1, 2, 3

The 100 Day Event is an art challenge where you have to make one piece of artwork (whether it be a drawing, photography, writing, etc.) for 100 consecutive days using one (or more) of six different themes.

Here is what I’ve done for the first three days. After this, I’ll be posting each piece of artwork as I make it for each day.

 

Day: one
Theme: phoenix

In Her Wake (with poem)

 

Day: two
Theme: obscured

The Hiding Game (with poem)

 

Day: three
Theme: figurative art, questioning

The Meaning of Life

Danger Zone

You condemn me with eyes
of molten lava, crush me
beneath the weight of your voice.
Earth against my skin, you erupted
without warning. My body is covered
in your volcanic ash, glistening
silver in the heat of your gaze,
and you whisper lies that choke
my lungs with smoke.

Now your game has come to an end.
You’re singing your apologies
in that tone that burns me
from the inside out,
and now you’re the one standing
there all alone in that lonely pool
of canary light, and still I’m falling,
falling again for your unstable
smile and shifting words of love.

I’m lost in the looming
shadow of what you’ve become,
but I cross my heart and hope
to God that I vacate the premises
before you erupt again. Bags packed,
sixty-five dollars in my pocket,
I’ll leave the danger zone
and escape this volcano
that you call a relationship.

Forevermore

The autumn sun catches on the golden
strands of her hair, and my heart
breaks a little bit.

She looks at me, eyes the color
of summer foliage, and I break
even more.

I can feel her touch, like ice
on my arm, and I try to regain
control of my breathing.

Sorrow stains her face like rain as she lifts
her mouth towards me, placing a kiss
softly on my cheek.

“I’m sorry,” she says. “All I want
is one more day.” She always tells
me this. Just one more day.

But time has never been in our favor,
and yet we find ourselves —
Trying to evade the inevitable.

“Just one more day.”

The autumn leaves fall around us,
a rainfall of colors, red, orange, yellow.
I inhale slowly.

Her breath ghosts across my neck —
“just one more day” — and I wonder
why it has to be this way.

I cautiously touch her cheek — her skin
is colder than death — and I wonder
why we can’t have forever.

One more day isn’t enough any more,
but I know time has finally
caught up with us.

She smiles, just a wisp of her lips,
and we lay down in the heap
of colorful autumn foliage.

“Let’s be together again some day,”
she tells me, and I die just a little
more inside.

“Promise me,” she says. “that you’ll love
me even when I’m gone.” I tell her that,
of course, I’ll always love her.

From now until forever.
                                Forevermore.

Inner Monster

He knows that beneath every smile
there’s a darkness that he can’t conquer.

He sees shadows dance on her skin
and can’t stop the guilt from taking over.

He believes the truth of her nature
is hidden behind grins and laughter.

A single thing consumes him —
the need to reach out and save her.

But he understands how unlikely it is
for him to rescue her from her inner monster.

Nothing more

In your eyes, I saw galaxies,
endless fathoms, and starry
skies. I heard your heart beat
but knew it was empty inside.
Night bled across your face,
inky black, like your life. You
swallowed the world whole,
like it meant nothing to you
at all. I reached my hand
out to you, but we were separated
by a wall of glass. My heart
broke, but I could see that you
were not hurt at all.

I see now that you take and consume.

Nothing more.

Force of Nature

She is a force of nature, a power far greater
than himself. He looks at her and sees galaxies
in her eyes. She is the moon, and he is the ocean.
Her pull is impossible to fight. She exists in a place
far from the earth, but still her influence finds him,
where he stands on the earth, subject to her whims.
He sees her as intangible, something he can see
but never touch. He believes her to be perfect,
beautiful, beyond reproach, but like a star on its last
breath of life, she fears that death isn’t far and that soon
she will disappear, a supernova for all to witness.