A Painted Prose to
Sate The Crows

By: dd Frank, About

To tell a story is to paint a picture;
to paint a picture is to illustrate a tale.

These interchangeable arts, bound in a dalliance so profound, require no distinction save to mark where one begins and the other ends. To the murder that murmurs only of the luxury of access, we bare our most esteemed union of pen and brush. Here, we wield expression so treasured that it grants us the audacity to flourish our prophetic wares in these absurdist times.

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Do not grant me the pleasure of delay if not to indulge yourself in desire. Let what unfolds do so in your absence, for the truth of connection lies solely in the pursuit of enlightenment. With the hope that your truth—and the crows’ crowing—align in their hunger for this performance, we present A Painted Prose to Sate the Crows Who Find Spoken Word Too On The Nose.

A Painted Prose to Sate The Crows

A Painted Prose to
Sate The Crows