The Proximity of Freedom by NetaQ

The Proximity of Freedom by NetaQ # She stood, pushing the table over. Cloth covered chairs bounced off of the walls. Dinner plates now on the floor. The assemblage of flowers, cutlery, spaghetti, and rolls, littered the expanse like strewn dirt. The stop-motion like visage of her many faces, glaring. The imagery purposed and repurposed...