Danae;  A five letter word, A word I have known my whole life yet still feel like I know nothing about.  Understanding  Slow as a sloth,  Never will I be able to keep up with the constant evolving.  Trust I lack,  anger has no control  turning green with purple pants,  Love in small quantities.  Strong  tears pounding their way out,  begging to be revealed.  Strong...

Dirty hands wanting to be cleaned. dry and crusting over. rough textures scratching my hands. wet clay sticks to each other. funny faces, tongue sticking out. Flames solidifying the work. hardening clay cracking. colorful work area. Happy top hat on his head. Lost time with hours of work. Rain smells seeping in. Downspout? School year is coming to an end. Just...