walking slowly
through sterile parquet hallways,
stark walls announce original works of masterful color,
aching with soulful beauty.
each wrenched from brush and palate by a captive artist
who gave hope and heart to beauty
only to die alone
quite suddenly
i am face to face with the Crying Woman.
trapped in canvas ’till dust again
i stare at her for a time
drowning in her [...]