i can’t believe how long it took me.
to realize.
i have been blind.
i owe so much to you.
you gave me my soul.
not by birth.
by inspiration.
i never noticed it before.
with my art.
and teaching me how to draw.
with my writing.
encouraging me at a young age.
with my passion for music.
always playing the piano.
with my love for reading.
when did you not have a book in your hand?
i’m sorry it took so long.
all of my creativity.
has been a foundation.
that you built.
you’ve handed me the tools.
to craft myself.
from clay to stone and back.
forever changing.
“what is bad for the heart is good for art. the terrible irony of our lives as artists.”
– Guillermo Garcia
The Narrative of a Merman 