i’ve always been fascinated
by the kind of art others don’t appreciate,
the poetry etched in haste on the bathroom stall,
the graffiti scrawled on passing train cars
i suppose i love the abstract, the undefined,
the stuff we share thinking no one will notice
(but still hoping they will)
we shed layers of pain with ink and paint
baring the realness that lies underneath it all
there is so much power in the words we never said
because we were too afraid of being judged
that’s when we put our heart and soul on exhibit
behind the grit and grime
truth runs free
-ashley jane