the silent fear of failure
one does not want to hear
clouded out by the crafty mind
yet like a jabbing pain,
it is all clear.
reality is blatant.
pale existence.
beads of water.
on my cheeks.
a blessing,
a kiss from the sky.
salvation is near.
betrayal.
shattered hopes.
a broken spell,
reality surfaces.
the thread of hope is fear.
Amelia Cross blends tailoring and painting, with unique and uncanny results
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The artist’s superbly observed works draw from the worlds of fashion and
art; ‘I like the idea of the double take,’ she says as a new exhibition
opens at L...
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