Shifra

Caught in the nets of language I was thrust forth into this world mouth agape eyes wide shut. I developed enough composure to inhabit my surroundings and function on an auto pilot like level among the other lost souls. Ive lived as a mother a daughter a muse and a martyr I like none of these but all facade has its beauty. I fancy myself an artist and a writer from time to time however fleeting the moment. I wear a proud badge of discontent for my current every day life. I spit shine my boots every morning and put on my dark sunglasses to endure the sensitivity I have to daylight.......and so I am.