Brock Kniles -

In its disjointedness, a beauty lies, a truth that's fractured, and unclear. A reflection of the world's disorder, and the artist's hesitant hand.

Then Croft’s knees buckled. He hit the floor with a soft, wet sound, right in the center of a dark, irregular stain that had not been there the day before. His cashmere coat soaked up the old blood. brock kniles

Published: October 26, 2023