Old Goddesses wake up as the world ajar

Like water lilies
I grow in total darkness
surviving is no longer a novelty
another confinement
without star rays
the stagnant
it is tearing me apart
slowly towards
that impenetrable abyss
the future is here
I hide delicately
in the melancholy of the past
and your presence ... disappears

oil on plexiglass, 24” x 24”

oil on plexiglass, 20” x 20”.