22 x 30 watercolor ink and guaoche on arches paper.
I took the old track The hollow shoulder,
across the waters
On the tall cliffs
They were getting older,
sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
And as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain was warm and soaked the crowd.
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