Diaristic drawings on trauma from 2007,

funny, tragic emotional striptease with colossal intrapsychic conflict, with obvious splitting,

self-sabotage, self-blame and riding on a toxic tide of broken mirror pieces in a self-built coffin, on a burning cross.

I wrote in childlike rhymes because that was a form of a correspondence with a significant person.

(I was very hesitant to post them, but I will jump into wildfire anyway)