The Fly

24 x 24 / commissions / SOLD

A poem i wrote, about this couples love (they met in New Orleans, at this place called “The Fly”):

THE years (15 so far),
With its ups
That become magic,
And occasional downs
That become medicine,
FLY by easy
Like a brown pelican,

Like summer rain,
Like that Jason Isbell song
We love so much,
That seems to touch
Whats hard to explain…

We’ve always had the words,
Woven in our hearts,
I love you,
I love you,
I love you…forever.