Time is a Construct by Elle Vue

I don’t really know what I want to do with this yet but I really like it so please enjoy. Fuck. Awake again, I think to myself as the thunder claps into my ears. It’s 8:00 am but it’s so dark it could be 3:00 am. 3:00 am. That’s my favorite time; to bask inContinue reading “Time is a Construct by Elle Vue”

What It Means to Read Art

I may be drunk but my words can hold more liquor than I. Art is not meant to be beautiful or revealing of the world around us. It serves as an honest & sometimes heinous scope into the world of an individual. To be invited is neither grand nor something to belittle, but perhaps somewhereContinue reading “What It Means to Read Art”