Words and Pictures

By Arja

Layers

My brain couldn’t work out which layer was on or under or behind or in front, or what was plaster, paper, paint, dirt. No idea what was going on but, next to the orderly underground sign, it looked like a sinister portal to apocalyptic chaos. Bit over-dramatic? Been at a storytelling conference all day and had *way* too much coffee and sugar.

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