Words are my second language.
I work so hard to hone them and keep them well behaved.
I am an artist through and through
and I let my hands do most of my talking.
Doodling is my visual thinking.
In a world where tick box, hello, how are you, I’m fine, rules:
I am disadvantaged because it’s not how I function.
and misinterpretation hurts like hell.
Words feel clumsy with you
but I am not sure I would trust my hands. . .
So this artist did what she does best;
I took a scrap of wood
that shouldn’t be here at all
and I made you a small letter,