Rose Cory

Multidisciplinary Artist

Street Writing

bundled graffiti
Is ecstasy possible in destruction?
Black and scarlet gashes
Our desire lacks the music of the mind
I is another poetry
Finally O reason O happiness
For this is the assassins' hour
From joy I became a fabulous opera
wall prose writing
Come back my dear and only friend
Night without end
Let our blood laugh in our veins
Elegance Silence
A thousand dreams within me softly burn