Medium - Canvas , Subject - Still Life , Style - Surrealism , Artwork Type - Acrylic
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You’re left alone with this: Your memories fit into a bowl, and everyone else sees only fruit
Memory runs on fructose. You can never get enough, and then your stomach hurts.
It doesn’t make sense. Gold turns into flies and mold, and you have to throw it away.
Because otherwise, even you would come to loathe it.
