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Why'd that damned Vincent have to go and cut his ear off,

and raise the barre of brilliant suffering for all the rest of us.

Van Gogh's Ear



























If you sleepwalk through life, you might just miss it.



























She stared at the vast room of heads.



























The first day of mourning came in early November.






























And blood need only signify womanhood.































Live in the never-ending wonder & wander there never-ending.


Are You Dreaming





























As compelling as the smudging of white sage.


A Morning Cup



























She was not allowed to hurt anymore today.





























Would you like to buy a copy of my book?


A Rose Knows


























I have always courted the caves.


Art & Me










Angela Carole Brown : SPOKEN WORD : writer/vocalist/artist